Light A Candle

Art by Johannes Rosierse

I can see my future

Peeking at me from across the walls

Of my bedroom.

Her face obscure ,

A thin veil masking 

The beauty that lies beneath.

The alley is dark

And so is my room.

I light a candle

To see my room better,

And the veiled woman

No longer seems murky

For with the light came

A gentle, soothing wind

Brushing the veil away.

Now my room is bright and cool

And so is the woman across the hall.