epiphany

 "in the light of the dark, look at it all.  it is all end full."--nina maclaughlin (from Winter Solstice)

when darkness beckons

inside this Dark is brightness invited

(like glowing sea-floor creatures,

who knows how?)

and within silence's Silence, music.

do not rush from solstice, stay.

burrow deep and sleep

letting the dreams of particle and wave

wake you when they're ready

imagine suns without damage, burns, or

certain blindness

imagine faces upturned bending toward

transfiguration like planets and all their

star clusters fanned into needful flame

sparks breaking through from above and 

parachuted like dandelions 

down

     down

into weary heartedness

landing across and erasing enemy lines

with One ray illumined,

seen

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