Honesty of the Night

There is a natural darkness that compels honesty...
It exists just down the road, a familiar tread
between the trees and under a cloudful sky.

Night creatures play their song, distant and near
and the truth abounds from all things, and from me.

Insight leaks from within and carries on
as light might shine into infinity.
Yet as with light, the honest truth can only reach so far
until it is blocked or deflected.

Whereby might the words of our heart find the way
through all barriers and into the void of lost promise?

Whereby, indeed.


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