you make things
vague for me and
i respect you for that
sometimes
i feel it is better that way
where i can see
most of what you are
not and having seen so
i know more
of what you really are
sometimes it is the
dark side
that we live in that
makes us
love more
the coming light
it is in those vaguest terms
that we begin
to embrace the
value of
things most certain
that we have
long taken for
granted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem