Revelation comes and goes
like the tides by moon’s bent
sometimes rising to the cause
when not pulling away from shore

inconsistent if truth be told
even though the will is strong
wishing something to be said
as the shyness rules the day

to share the self outside of walls
constructed for safety’s sake
darting through the open doors
returning when the wind blows cold

forgive these failings in hindsight
exposure turned to truancy
please don’t judge what may come
look to future fates more kind.

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