Twinkling orbs of light
like someone took
a salt shaker and
dusted the sky
but…it’s not salt
in my wounds tonight
rather a salve
of happy memories:
Peace and upturned hands.
-Summer nights-
heat that wraps me up
fanning my inner flame
-Bright-
Undimmed by pain.
A faith the whole
world can see.
Because in tonight’s
sky, I see a plan,
and even through the
most tumultuous nights
I can remember this place
-This sky-
and trust.
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