Dancing Shadows

There is a gossamer curtain over the light,
	A thin black one that plays,
		and dances,
			and teases the eyes.

	These eyes,
	They are watching the little shadows,
	That dance as though they know something,
	But what could that be?
	The little dancing shadows know...
		Do you?

	The shadows-
	-they say to the eyes-
	Look behind you,
	And the eyes look.

	There,
	Behind the eyes is another pair of eyes,
	These eyes bring fire with them-	
		that chases away the dark dancing shadows,
	Now the 4 eyes meet,
	And now the pairs glow softly,
	As the fire consumes the shadows,
	But as they fade-	
		they smile,
	For they have done well.
	
	And together the eyes watch,
	As the past is burnt to a cinder
		-all the bad washed new,
	And they see a new beginning.