That white, bright square of light
beyond the doorway beckoning—
hang it first with grave clothes
curtains for modesty’s sake;
such exposure comes only by
digging through the earth to find
the valley of shadows through which
meanders the river of sticks,
flotsam and jetsam, debris of Babel
dammed against the felled trees of Eden.
It is only through the darkness
created and breathing through
the founding of humanity
that the Son of Man becomes the Light.
LIGHTNESS OF BEING
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