transit umbra, lux permanet

to my friend, that i almost lost. that i misjudged & misunderstood & wrongly made the villain.

for your ability to let the past go, to forget words spoken in anger....for seeing beyond the silence & the screaming...& knowing that buried inside i was frustrated & disappointed. that i felt like a marginalized victim, forced to sit on the sidelines & watch the demise of the world from the bleachers, arms tied behind my back, gagged & blindfolded. forced to wait in agony while the arena crumbled around me. that you understood & (present tense) understand me, is one of life's sparse miracles.

shadow passes, light remains.