Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Falling through darkness, no sound
After time fades, the earth is still
No bird sound, nothing exists
Tomorrow’s children have yet to be counted
Afraid, I continue falling through black velvet
Startled by the light, the slowing of my descent
Taking hold of my senses, 
      waiting for my feet to hit land
I find myself inside a snow globe
Catching the light as I swim in circles…


©AnitaDawes2022