The Birth of Light
(“Citadel of Light Merit Badge”, 2016, original pen and ink)
The Birth of Light
Spirit and flesh
Two in one
Are the definition
Of beauty itself
For apart they are inert
While together there is dance
And where there is dance
There is joy
And freedom
And the discharge
Of something the mystics
Fondly call light.
(11/4/24)
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