Knowledge and Power

We were watching the moon,
me
and you, when
you told me
that knowledge
was power, and gave me distractions
in the starlit flowers and all their sleeping heads,
whilst in the very
same breath,
and minutes, and hours,
you were spiriting mine
away.

Knowledge, I learned,
is a teasing game,
like all things else, something to be kept on
your highest shelf, and drawn down only
when it's safe...
Power, I learned, is not the same,
it lives in me, though weaker some days,
and holds
the magical hope of change.