MAY MUSINGS: DAY 8 WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, WHITE CANDLE

You smile away to conceal
What really held inside
two fearless eyes reminds me a deer
One brave face, mind-set unseen
more vague themes,
Debris remain unwritten,
Dirt turns to be a lyric,
A river flows in calm,
sweet, sharp are the beams,
Dark, illusions in dreams
Light, like a burning
White candle 

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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI