Close enough the call to light,
I'd rather duck under my bed tonight.
The cold chills but the shimmers delight,
The mornings of a dark spell so right.

You don't have to know the truth,
Ask what you don't know.
There are no loosened hooks,
What you find not at a simple door.

People and places reveal with effort,
Understanding another is often neglected.
But when you do it without a regret,
It could beat the butterfly effect.