Another Intellectual Being

Tiny Flickering Lights

Twinkling Lights

Twinkling Lights

In the great wait for twilight, little lights shine.
Each with a story of its own, with fiery design.
And then again a light flickers, dying out with time.
Whilst the others shine on, quite in their prime.
They lighten up, every finite darkness.
And stand out, shine in their naked starkness.
In the the great wait for twilight, little lights shine.
Each gleaming with life, each a lone man’s shrine.

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One response

  1. wmc

    Amazing. I think I will focus my brain’s lens to lighten up as well. Thank you both for this.

    July 18, 2009 at 2:51 am

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