No Secret Secrets. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

No Secret Secrets.


My small, shy thought, I thought it mine,
A hidden whisper, a secret sign.
But truth spills out, it likes to roam,
And finds its way to every home.

Since I was small, my heart was bare,
No hidden corners, nothing to spare.
My words, like birds, flew free and bright,
Sharing feelings, day and night.

Life taught me lessons, sharp and deep,
While others still were fast asleep.
And from those lessons, lessons learned,
A different path, my spirit turned.

I saw things clear, with open eyes,
And drew my truths beneath the skies.
These lessons learned, they stay with me,
A constant guide, eternally.