Whispered Wanderings

One day I lit an imaginary candle,
in the window to my soul.
I thought it would show you the way,
so I wouldn’t feel so alone;
It didn’t, though. Instead,
I began to see my shadow.
That shadow, I learned,
had been running my life and
it was time to get to know it.
And as I did, I slowly realized,
I’ve no imaginary candles left to light.

klm
5/6/24