Left unsaid,

what is good and kind,

an unwritten song,

what is good and kind.

Your need to be unpainted,

to walk lightly.

You

touch the best of humanity.

a fullness of soul, no hidden list.

A gift to me, to know you.

When darkness screams emptiness or

light is devoured by the past,

or fear of future pulls like a magnet,

it is your pureness, your kindness, your light that shines,

that illuminates the shadows.