To lights dimmed
Residing in
Dark places
Their power
Long relinquished
A pattern played
Their brightness seized
Turned back on them
A harsher light
By broken souls
Who feed on other’s weakness
A pattern played
Their brightness seized
Turned back on them
A harsher light
By broken souls
Who feed on other’s weakness
I close my eyes
And dream of sky
Pretend there’s green
Hear the song
Feel the breeze
And the sun’s blue rays
The details lost
No greys or shadows
The colours lost
No textured nuance
And it occurs to me
The same thing happens
When I shine the light too hard
On the truths I’m seeking
But at the edge
Brief silhouette
As sunlight rages
And resists
Breathe
Like coming up for air
In the tumult
Of crashing surf
Before the wave
Takes me under
He is a shadow
That is his essence
It surprised me
That I admired him
For his perseverance
For his tenacity
For his will to exist
For his endurance
I do not notice the darkness
In the blink of an eye
Until I turn my attention to it
I cannot know the depth of my being
Until I still the mental chatter
Distracting me from its presence
One burns
The other illuminates
One is zealotry
The other is passion
One is hubris
The other is clarity
One is seduction
The other is insight