Holy See

[[Here]] I sit, watching
the sea, hungry and fearful
and utterly fulfilled.

I have felt brightness
bounce [[be]]tween us
as it [[burn]]ed up every chance
this [[mirror]] had imagined,
every image it had made
in all its subtle vanities,
leaving only a surface meant
to [[serve]] whomever looks within.

The view from here is vast:
sheer across this [[self]]-disclosing
[[blue]] dance tinged purple orange,
as we on this wide earth
are [[grace]]d again with a darkness
which holds no doubt
that our [[light]] goes on
forever.


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