when second thoughts create

When second thoughts create no pause,
when lesser lights turn the head,
When doubt gnaws and claws
just as the sage poet said,

That's when you extend your hand,
and ask to be touched and seen;
telling again that you understand
what it is for me to be me.

When prophet's inward stare is blind,
when once-seductive ambition pales,
when truth is drowned in tired sighs
amid the drone of old men's tales --

That's when your voice resounds clean,
echoes now in lavendered grace,
and pries open the heart to reveal
the smile of the doubter's teary face.
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