VIGIL, HALLOWED BE

VIGIL, HALLOWED BE

shadows fall

Sun bids us rest waking

other brethren to the day

dark . . .

paten holds no Bread

tonight – earth ground

sign of our return . . .

white

candles straight

names recalled faces

finite minds remembering

bright

flames dancing a round

reaching for that city

which needs no

light

 

 

d.w. 1/11/2017

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