I am afraid
To walk alone in
Dazzling brightness,
blinding, shimmering, luminescent,
And in solid Darkness.
Both trap and hold me-
Bright landscapes dull senses,
Make vision vanish, obscures.
Darkness hides, and buries.
They are cages without bars,
Prisons without hope of rescue,
Escape.
Dangerous due to intangibility.
I could walk forever,
Never reaching a door to open,
A lock to pick.
No cunning or ingenuity to
Foster escape.
And I am afraid to walk,
For my footsteps could, if
Fortune and Wind favor,
Push me to polar opposites,
Torn, unawares.