Day: August 11, 2014

With you…

Before you,
I was proud
To burn too bright.
I held my head high.
I was independent.

Before you,
I didn’t want
To divvy the light.
I kept it for myself.
I was obstinate.

Before you,
I never wanted
To be saved by night.
I impeded its relief.
I was isolated.

With you,
I have found
The beauty of contrast,
A prism for my rays.
I am humbled.

With you,
I want to share
The sky so vast,
A kaleidoscopic twilight.
I am better with you.

With you,
I dread no more
The gloom night might cast.
I can close my eyes.
I am at peace.