Two friends
now stand at the same door
I had once entered
and exited, before.

One is heading out.
One might go in.
One is fleeing darkness.
One might embrace sin.

She who is leaving,
(as I also learned,)
knows the folly of entering;
knows evil should be spurned.

I will weep for joy as the one comes out,
and cry in anguish ‘til the other turns about.