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Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Lamplight - Collected Parts

The way was lit by lanterns
Some blaring like a beacon
Others cloaked and hooded 
Lanterns burning in the heart
A light from age to age, aglow
Against the curtain of time
In the wild dark of space
In our country, in our homes

A compass reveals the way
A floating needle pointing true
The poles of the floating world
Listen, the abyss in not empty
It is full of dreams, and sleepers
Eyes half closed, and falling
Hushed, empty, and silent
Cold hands easing the descent

The way was told in whispers
We could not cry for it aloud
It was always just before our feet
By the side of the road right now
We stood in the eternal moment
A lantern on a pole before us
Raised up, and hanging on a tree
So bright its light was blinding

Falling reveals the way
The embrace of gravity
As certain as anything
In the tortured world
Step outside of the dome
Into the slow, elongation
Of time, untethered and
Drifting in the vacuum   

The way, we stepped into it
Burning with the heat of stars
Alight with the purity of love
We had no thought of tomorrow
We did not bargain for the future
We set our hopes on the present
We trusted in each other
We worked, slept and it was good

Flashback to yesterday, wayward
The story of salvation, unread
Forgotten, names and reflections
We were lost in s tale of freedom
Adrift in the night, rocking
Cradled in the trough of the wave
Asleep beneath the velvet curtain
Dreaming of the liquid world

The way is light and peace
Bursting through illusions
A shower of stars, burning
Passing through the dome
Lanterns in the silvered sky
Thought reshapes the world
Free from the hand of gravity
Without mass, without weight

For the drowning, the way is life
A taught line through the swells
Leading those dancing in the sea
Chasing the human moment
Reach for it, love’s fragile object
Glimmering beyond the typhoon
Above Charybdis’ maw
And the hunger of the Scylla

In the way, we walked as angels
Messengers of the sacred heart
A crown of fire before us  
A company of friendship
There was light, there was heat
Clear water filling deep pools
Clean water from the spring
Above the shifting sands

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