"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Poem: A Gift

Overstimulated by a cacophony of colored
lights and overlapping Christmas songs,
I look away for a moment,
    toward darkness,
       and there you are, golden in the starlight.

A hand points,
     heads turn,
        breaths are taken and held,
we sit in silence, enraptured by beauty.

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