Glancing at stillness 

 

I notice you raise

 

Lurking in low 

 

transfixed by your gaze

 

Lent from a star 

 

The gifts you bestow 

 

Upon the night 

 

You shine bright 

 

lights dim

 

& hearts slow 

 

Is this the end of ancient light sojourn? 

 

Obliged with a ritual 

 

stirred reflections that burn 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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