Vision

by Sparks In Shadow

Photo by Tinsley Perky

There’s a castle past the park, beyond the fence, unseen by others. Gentle heroic souls reside there, watching without speaking.

With their seclusion reinforced by medieval windows, stone walls streaked with soot from their fireplaces, even courtly turrets at the corners of their roof, no one believes I’ve seen them behind heavy pooling glass, stirring when restlessness and the ordinary direct my return. I stare. They stare back.

Their faces haven’t been clear to me as they lurk, but hoping they see the grandness of my future, I lace my fingers through the steel links and peer past the dew.

Inspired by the photo above.

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