(jann castor, february 1999)
Tonight is a night of light and darkness.
I come to you spirits, asking.
I have lived both: ignorance and enlightenment
I have no shadows in me
heaven's design comes from the root of a tree
The darkness before the light?
And in between the moments of doubts.
I don't understand.
They are the moments of knowing.
Is it that simple?
The simplest is least visible
Is there a boundary beyond which
You seek and you find.
copyright Jann C. Castor © 1998