I knew she would laugh at my vague sonnet
I spoke too often for anyone to respect my intent
I had wondered if anyone could live contentedly
Knowing the past grants no privilege for our life
But she was smart enough to ignore idealism
A home cannot be built between water and sand

I wondered what form of pain humanizes us the most
The most gifted among us smile often enough to please
The space they own between each personal shock is wide
The rest of us are consumed with meaning and culture
But crowded sidewalks are angered by my indifference
While her heart felt the the things that a crowd ignores

She knew everyone is one instant away from loneliness
It’s the realization that all we are is what we have done
Who we are is nothing that anyone can speak of
We both looked through a lens refracting the noise
But I only knew how to bend light to please myself
And as she looked away once again I wondered why

By now she found the light of truth killed shadows
It was time to decide whether to let it wash over her
To face away from the sun was to become a prism
She realized each color was every possibility for life
Because the light that remains is for those who can dream
And a shadow is light that refuses to love someone else