The Shade at the Passage of War
i look about, i look inward
inward for the face that was once there
outward for the face that would glare
dare you to let appear
it is far and also near.
it is the sum of all my fear.
whether you show it
or choose to hold me dear.
and only you can choose where to let that end.
i can offer at least a dozen tools to mend
if that is your desire.
the face is only fire
and it moves to the edge
not to the center
but you are truth
i can't yet show you much grace
but can accept you
for you are still a youth
but if you choose, we can turn
dancing deeper till our secrets join the earth.
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