Looking Glass

You avert your eyes

Thinking my gaze will freeze you?

Or my light might heal? 

Ode to the Eerie


Ode to the eerie: 

When there is not enough light,

Dark becomes love. 

Luminescence

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Fool! I can see you.
Still creeping in your shadows.
I am made of light.

Haiku From the Hearth

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Each night I leave you
A candle in the window
To light your way home.