The Dark Talent
The courage to follow,
A rare guest knocking
At midnight\'s hollow door,
Turns the key towards
Talents skulking in shadows.
To dark places it leads,
Where dusty spotlights
Illumine only the brave,
Their gifts unfurling
Like a deck of tarot cards.
Everyone holds a hand,
But not all play the game,
Fearful of the fortune teller\'s grin,
And the long walk back
Alone under a mocking moon.