Light Everywhere

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a sacred time
in a sacred space
at a sacred hour

an open heart

a place
so thin

and light rose from within

golden and sure
rising, then rushing


the open heart filled

and burst

and opened some more

until the heart no longer existed


because it
wasn’t meant to contain
wasn’t meant to hold

the heart was just a thin place, too

a passageway
through which light flew free

into the world

golden and sure
rising, then soaring

up

and

out

and everywhere

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