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A Street Light's Prayer
A Streetlight’s Prayer How shall the torrent of light from Other men’s redemption spent be divided, shared? Can I be spared from such a valid question seeking illumination? What measure shall I take this night for day; timeless In lesser stances set to shield all in swift decay – what shall Our evenings last breath yield? Grant us nightly in this sodium dot municipality’s system timings? For in lungs deep recesses lurk the brightest idea. Yes, I concede this value timing blue; how succinct is all that seems to fall from splendor, the way my brother’s mark their time; oh, how I ache to know their boundaries, The toll their souls must pass; I long of finding that seam Within their dreams that turns our current inside- out; how unrelenting it all seems—how they stave the waves of circumstance driven down by lesser demons; How shall I embrace them all? Will time run against the grain upon which sleek causation seeks to slip me up? This is all His doing, is it not? What others bring and lay upon his feats of commerce, Of movement, of joy! Yes, for better be is all ado; This is my truest hope for you: For I see it all now so Clearly as the flares, which line the highway: how great this has all been… How great this will – if eye only let it – be.
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