In Memoriam

The light goes out quickly;

it seems that so soon

the gloom of before returns.


But only if your eyes are closed.

Wide open, that memory lingers:

of light enveloping you,


giving you the clarity of sight,

of the possibilities which only

that light, her light,


could bring out. Mourn,

for the light has blinked out;

but rejoice, for the light


is eternal, suffusing

every heart, and burned

into every mind.


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