Quartet

So many faces,
I have worn them all,
Lived as they did,
Talked as they talked.

Each mask is,
A piece of me divided,
Separately together,
Fragments of truth.

The girl lost in shadows,
Ever seeking the light,
The boy in the light,
Often loosing to his darkness.

The shadow that stalks,
Looks to become something,
And the guardian
That that feels she is nothing.

Alone they move forward,
Together they rise as one,
Together they shall fall,
And be born anew.

I will take them all,
Hold them a part of me,
Bind together the ties,
That severed long ago.

So I will move forward,
Along this path chosen,
This path of destruction,
This path of peace.

Shadow,
Lily,
Summer,
Harmony,

Four things of beauty,
Forever bound,
To face the darkness,
Together.

Entwine fate,
Bend and break,
Wall of glass,
And open the way,
To the light.

Author's Note

confusing I know, sorry. Take from it what you will.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like your thoughts and logic.
"Shadow,
Lily,
Summer,
Harmony,"
We will play many people in a long life. Each of us will change with place and situation. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Lucy Morningstar &heart..]

i have many questions about this but ill ask you those later if i dont determine that they are silly questions or im just reading too much into it...its really quite lovely and well worded; i really like the third stanza. anyhoo, well done :D