Alone

After René Magritte, Castle in the Pyrenees (1959)
 
Here I am, alone, atop a boulder—suspended over
cold water. My stone castle has a thousand rooms.
In each room, light angles through a tall glass pane
and illuminates the space in a different way.
Every day, I move my heart to another room—
emptied of all I once accumulated, amassed,
hoarded, prized. Now, nothing but these myriad
qualities of light, these harsh cries of gulls,
these infinite distances of sky.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
(Artwork can be found here: https://www.wikiart.org/en/rene-magritte/the-castle-of-the-pyrenees-1959)

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