of dirty cities, and even
exposing hidden beasts
by painting their shadows.
The white light moves on,soaking into all that is living,
penetrating locked doors,
sometimes rejoicing within souls.
It is an entity of white shadow;yet it casts from nothing,
only a filter through which lies and secrets
Wherever deceit lay,the light hovers above it
or beside it,
sometimes directly behind it—
but always near.
For those lies are the evil black beaststhat the white truth of light pursues,
knowing that black cannot hide under
another color for too long.
(From the book Kairos)