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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