Moonlit Hands

8) c) Consider the letters before your eyes,
Think what they might mean before you despise
The hidden meaning underneath the strange
Lintel of their frame. For few here understand
The letters I've writ by such moonlit hands
That are yours, they sit by the sunlight and
Would read what was written at twilight; strands
Of meaning will they glean, but never full
Knowledge, till their minds as they might. The toll
Is to heavy and the strain to hard, for
Hidden meaning is pain; but bards, doors of
Light they know, and they have the keys to show. 
So now look at me, seek out the hidden
Meanings found out by moon's shimmering rays.

                                                                 Moonlit Hands, (c) Luke Bennette, April 2012