Unbidden

The night is cold and deafened

By a winter season beckoned by biases,

A beacon moves across the white winter expanse

To another, more stationary.

 

There comes a time in all peoples’ lives 

In which an idea will come knocking

Seeking hearth in our minds.

 

I offer a piece of advice for those

Who believe their house is well-inhabited

And took too fast to the lesson 

that a stranger is a danger.

 

Restrain your reservations, 

invite the figment inside,

Grab glasses for two and unfasten the flue.

 

In front of the warm mantle,

The unlikely pair of you begin to imbibe.

Once unbidden, in return, you both 

Are now open 

To unburden.

 

Some things that seem so obvious,

Still merit defending aloud.

Precision versus dispersion,

Defy the echo chamber.

 

After a hearty feast of exchanges,

The ear muscles having received 

As much work as their mouth counterparts,

 

The conversation now digesting,

Says the forthcoming to the reticent,

“I’m glad you let me in.” 

And in your heart, you’ll know that you are, too.