Shownotes
The Cloak of Quiet Light
Dorothy Howls
I weave a thread of silver-white,
around my chest, soft-shielded tight.
A shimmer-glow no eye can see,
but here it stands, protecting me.
No harsh word sticks, no shadow stays,
I’m held in warmth through stormy days.
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