Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Talk to me

Talk to me of darkness
I can handle it
Fear not to cause me shock
I've walked in the shadows 
I've looked down the abyss

Talk to me of sadness
I can take it
The quintessential losses of 
Mother and child 
Life hanging on a thin delicate thread
All so familiar to me

Talk to me of fear, injustice, disappointment
I've been there
Old companions who come visit
Now and then 

Talk to me of 
dream and magic
love and longing, 
hope and faith

Those who dwelt in the most somber of places,
Sleepless in the darkest of nights,
Only them can recognize 
the truthful incandescent light.


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