there was golden sunlight on the wall
and a dead swift in the attic
despite the blue sky
a shadow is hanging
over the mind
for no apparent reason
but still leaving no doubts of its presence
it is a shadow all right
and to be taken serious as such
even if
the cause is impossible to distinguish
for the bare eye
since strangely enough
it is
when it is being denied
that it take drastic proportions
and it is after all sunshine
an excellent opportunity
to bring light into areas
where shadows reign