dear lights
Passing on, passing on...
wonder what tune they whistle now
what sort of beauty they structure and spin
there, beyond this worry and woe
wonder what wonder they felt before reaching out for their new-cast burdens of joy
and joined in the
Unity! Unity! and Praise!
leaving weeping shadows behind...
did they?
cast one last glance
over their shoulders
of pity and understanding
as we bend to resume our urgent tasks of love
hoping to earn the key to That door.