Somewhere a Light
There is
always light,
somewhere.
Darkness
is always
encompassed
by light.
After all,
you wouldn’t
even know
what darkness
was,
if light
did not
circumscribe
its ragged
edge.
Somewhere
now,
even in
the darkest
night,
fire burns,
light is
kindled,
candles
are lit,
and minds
and hearts
are illumined
by grace,
making lives
glitter,
like gilded letters
animating
the text
of everyday
life
in our
always
flickered passing
towards
the ever after
page
of peace.
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