Shadows and Silences [Art generated from panim]

This is a a poem from my journal entry of April 2020. I don’t know why I am back again to this poem.
Probably it represents my solitude?
Or perhaps this also reminds me that adulthood is starting to suck, as if I am locked in my mind-cave…a very naive bubble.

I am not sure. Probably it’s also a tribute to inevitableness of loneliness.

Or perhaps, it’s also about the existential terror of death. Reminds me of Sheldon Solomon’s Terror Management Theory.

Modern culture abstracts death away by convincing us that we are living a meaningful universe and who individually contributes to that universe in a significant way seems to postpone the fear. - The Mind, Life & Work of Sheldon Solomon

Perhaps, I can only speculate through a telescopic lens from future to the past; the pass reflects back at the present.

In its entirety, it’s about this unwavering emptiness in my life. The Void is real and strong.

Anyway, I am glad that I have turned this poem into a psychedelic poetry:

Shadows and Silences: Psychedelic Music/Poetry - Animation using Panim

Somewhere among the shadows
A silence lurks
As the light flickers within you
It breaks
In the emptiness that holds
The cracks
The misty morning mourns
For you
The sun phases out in the storms
And disappears…

You are lost among the gentleness
Of breeze
Flowing into the crevices
Like bees
Humming songs that don’t echo
Into your eyes
A mellow light enters
In.
There’s no out.
Trapped.
The moon phases out into the clouds And disappears…