Epiphany 2006

A re-post, for the season:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We wandered far

chasing chimeras,

will-o-wisps,

there and gone

 

A bit of light,

a firefly,

there and gone.

 

No pillar of fire —

nothing so certain —

flickering candles…

Were they there at all?

There and gone.

 

We followed, with hope

there and gone.

 

So busy we were, in our moth-lives,

we might have missed it,

the star,

there and gone.

 

But we saw,

we ourselves

there and gone,

and home by another way.

 

Leading light,

there and not gone,

not then,

not now,

not ever.

 

Oh light-split night

no dawn so bright

Darkness rent

night spent

Glory.  Glory.

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