I had forgotten the green…

I had for­got­ten the green…

and the dark­ness!

But, even see­ing them again,

I know they do not own me.

Not now.
No more.

Today, I do not fear them,

nor flee them.

Today, I can walk the dark line —

and feel the green,

see the Dark­ness, even.

I am changed.

Not enough, per­haps, to touch them.

But Changed enough to see the green with­out cry­ing,

and the dark

with bright eyes and open hands.