Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Poem: ONE MORNING

ONE MORNING

He lit three candles
because he had three thoughts.
Then the thoughts
began to glow like the candles.
Then flames of more thoughts
flared up in his mind.
He walked around his kitchen
holding his thoughts steady.
He walked outside
in the early morning darkness.
He wondered if someone in a house
might seem him walking
with his many lights,
might see a miracle
moving along the dark street.

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