Dark and Light
I wonder sometimes
If I am too attached to tempting spirits
With all their flash and loud chatter
They seem to keep me occupied filling voids
With all the things that don’t seem to matter
I wonder during my absence of self-respect

Why I seem to dance to their eerie tune
I look for and chase
their shadows
Basking in the filtered glow from an eclipsed moon
I don’t understand proper balance between energies
Sorting and accepting what is and what can’t be
I don’t want to be scared of the rain, getting wet
Or get too comfortable hiding behind every tree