Jason Cole Magnon
“The Brave One”
I wonder,
How far she feels from home;
How utterly isolate:
Estranged, alone.
I see,
How Time has hastened its pace in
A sun rising behind her eyes: the
Dawn of wisdom derived in dark of night.
I feel,
Her true, undiscovered Self
Eclipse
The mask she'd mistaken for her,
Averting instead all reflections to her head of
The true power and beautiful grace
Hidden
Behind a face:
Full, luminous, never clouded.
Maybe she needs a faithful reflection,
A moon to recollect the the sun...
There is a light. We are light.
Even in this dark, dark night.
Hold on, brave one.
And,
let go.
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