Light of Seen

 I've cracked open, the pieces fall as I am whole.

While light pours out to meet no witness. 

With no witness to hold these truths, to see these lights, to laugh with my glitter,

I briefly question the wholeness that's open'd.


I've cracked open, the pieces fall as I am whole.

While light pours out to meet no witness.

For those who might meet me are still in their darkness. 



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