Past Can be an Ever-Present Difficulty

The shadow of my past

Keeps eclipsing my light,

But, even in that darkness

I have found the Truth

I have found the Love;

Troubled I am not

That some can see in me

Neither Truth nor Love,

But a little troubled I feel

That oftentimes I can’t share

That Truth and that Love,

Which something in me decrees

Should be hidden away

In the dark recesses of my Being

To make peace with my past.