Shadow Sister You hear the shadow words, I hear the other thing I mean; You say the moon when I thought the light I spoke of was the sun. “That isn’t what I said.” (And I was sure for I choose my words with calm deliberation). But if I turn and greet my honesty with welcome eyes, without suspicion, and close the door on my magnificence, turf out pride and bar the door to fear, I see another light in the shadow truths you speak. |
