An Open Window ... Poetry Thursday

An open window…

To my soul you will not see
An open window
A reflection of the spirit
A luminescent quality that might be me

I closed the window long ago
A dark juncture in my life
A time of trust no longer
When I grasped that all were my foes

Don’t try to see inside my psyche
For I will no longer persist in
Emitting light you might descern
In darkness it’s no longer me