I’d never be a glass house,
with each inch truth made,
brightly lit and transparent-
no, not me-
let me be the thick, opaque brick dwelling-
a window of sunlight truth is enough
to live in this world-
I am what I am
a little trace of mellowed truth-
speaking moonbeam words-
none would be hurt-
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Authenticity @ Poets United
sumanar/lekha 
How delightful to recognise one’s self as “a little trace of mellowed truth”!
a window of sunlight truth is enough – now that is the absolute truth!
The contrast of the two buildings in this context is precise! The latter is more stable, cooler, and well served: “a window of sunlight truth is enough / to live in this world”–in my mind, it is not only enough, but refreshing! The light it admits goes both ways: You can also be the moonbeam and the sun.
Thanks for sharing your moobbeams with me
Happu Wednesday
Much🦋love
I’m what I’m- wish people accept this.
Authenticity & acceptance would mean bliss.
May the world be a better place that’s my wish!
Authentic Black Beauty – Anita
This is deeply philosophical and poignant, Sumana! ❤️ I resonate with; “let me be the thick, opaque brick dwelling- a window of sunlight truth is enough to live in this world.” 🙂
A trace of mellowed truth speaking moonbeam words so none would be hurt. How beautiful! I love this poem, my friend.
wow the image of the glass house, the opaque brick dwelling with the a window of sunlight” and “a little trace of mellowed truth-
speaking moonbeam words” Such beauty and very deep. Love it
Very vivid and beautiful poem that effectively conveys the message.
Sumana,
It’s nice to be an honest person and one who speaks the truth..not hiding behind falsehoods, or a false personna..
If only others would be so determined that no one would be hurt by one’s actions or words. Moonbeam words are probably the best!
I love the contrasts of glass house, ‘brightly lit and transparent’ and ‘thick, opaque brick dwelling’, Sumana, and ‘window of sunlight truth’ and ‘moonbeam words’
I love your ‘moonbeam words’ – reminiscent of Jae’s poem to this prompt, too – and not to hurt anyone is a fine goal.