Bright Light
Whatever secretes within the bright light
Stays hidden well,
Behind the plausible smile
The upbeat stance,
The impenetrable optimism;
What private hell,
What darkest mile,
What shadowed dance,
What black rainbow prism?
No one knows what haunts the bright light,
And no one can tell,
For lonely are the brave,
In their secret wars,
Their conflicts undefined;
What dreams compel,
What thoughts so grave,
What grim detours,
What rules their mind?
There is no discerning
What the bright light does not shine upon,
Nor refuses to show
Or illuminate of the loved and lost and gone
Like the flowers buried in the snow.
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