the ship has left
the dock
to sail the world
unseen
i remain
at Home
stature
of liberty
Holiness,
the lighthouse,
torch,
the lady holding the lamp
the cat
in the bag,
trickster mind
under wraps
free now
to walk anywhere,
long broad footsteps,
stepping wide across the desert,
over the mountain range
one step in the ocean
and out the other side
hands
able to reach the stars
and collect them
in her purse
or perhaps
rub them in her hair
and like fireflies
let them dance about her face
woman of light,
teardrops of moonlight
falling gently down her cheeks,
but cleaning out
the ancient ducts
blocked so long ago
by dirt and dust
lady of light
reaching in the window
in the morning
to wake you from your dreams,
and let you
read
by candlelight,
the eternal flame
the eternal flame
the eternal
flame
re
mains
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