4/22/12

Soft and White

It was in that word that I saw it -
glimpsed it, at least -
caught its life in these eyes
and tucked it away.

It sits now inside of a jar -
on a shelf, at the very top  -
I rarely take it down from there
as it is out of reach.

I watch it often, and closely -
it glows, soft and white -
unassuming though it may be
it fills the whole room.

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