Sometimes, if you’re lucky, you meet a soul who burns that bit brighter and who brings light to where there is darkness.
Shadow play on a Crystal Soul
The perfected inner,clear corporeal light,
that honest transparency burning bright,
the Siren song lure of a self laid bare,
the pure crystal radiance of a soul so rare.
Yet from fleeting meet by kindly chance
saw I the shadow eddy puppet dance
of discordant thought and waiting doubt
play over this spirit to serenity flout.
But as I watched dark insidious will
so remained this soul as crystal still,
gloom advance losing tone and shade
for never can such brilliance fade.