There are days
where I have
passion

where love I never
felt
or thought real
finally exists

and the sun can shine
or it can hide behind
a field of rolling
clouds

and the darkest of nights
can cover me,
even slowly,
if it must, and keep me longer
if it must
it can keep my eyes
closed against a cold
mask of stars,
if it must

I've learned that in a
globe, so small
my deepest soul
is free.