In the tenebrous folds of my mind
I get lost in self-discovery
These parts that I will to hide
From ever a prying eye
Until I understand them fully
Fondle every last wrinkle
Feel the chill of my thoughts
And air them to the sunlight
That they might have meaning
That I may fear them no more
For they are all a part of my makeup
And I shall love each shaded piece
Until I am light

Debbie Gravett © 2019.10.09

FOWC: Chill
RDP: Tenebrous
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay


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