Stars winked like many eyes, bringing light to fragile clay.
A sun beamed with passion, it fashioned illuminated day.
Comets fell as racing stones, reminding all of steep cost.
A meteor rammed with malice, it dooms the created lost.
Earth spins like unsure dice, remaining never in neutral.
A man fled with his children, he hid from those of astral.
Burning, blighting, seeking, slaying.
Turning, slighting, reeking, staying.
Fell they were who conquered man,
Fell they did to restore the big plan.
Lastingly did man speed from him,
Who though so great loved the dim.
A man, a star, did mount the timber,
In agonizing eternity in time limbered.
Bringing, healing, cleaning, saying.
Clinging, feeling, weaning, praying.
Lowering to rise, bringing a surprise.
Dt
I’m Afraid To Light A Candle
8 years ago
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