Entrapped # Butterfly cinquain

Twilight
Stopping each breath
The shadows of her thought
Reflected by the candlelight
Helpless
A stolen moment of self-truth
Growing dense in her veins
Hunting her soul
Entrapped

A random page # 16

I love the sunlight in my studio early mornings. Both my kitchen and the studio face east. It’s a blessing to have the sunshine in these rooms in the morning, because if I’m at home for sure I’ll be in one of them. Everything looks/feels better with natural light, including our mood.