Wednesday, December 26, 2018

There Is A Light



There is a light--
steady, unwavering, real.
Beyond real.
Greater than.
Does it matter what I call it?
Does if matter if I call it anything at all?
It is always there--
even when I can't see it.
Or maybe I should say:
even when my eyes can't see it.

There is a light.


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Beneath a redwood grove in northern California

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