Bright
When love is the brightest lantern,
and joy becomes its' shadow,
then we dwell in the crux of this
unerring duo,
cradled in a blossoming hearth,
dismissing the fading restless heat of fear,
transforming ancient deep thoughts to a
steady stream of the
open winged flight
of freedom.
Copyright © Kathryn Sweeney | Year Posted 2018
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