Last Blaze

The light in the window,

candle in the hall


The torch in the jungle

all beacons that call


That voice in the distance,

the one just next door


The whisper screams loudest,

when heard from afar


That flame that once beckoned,

the one that still shines


Those rays reconnected,

new vision sublime


To see it and hear it,

to know it once more


One spark yet to strike

—last blaze still to roar


(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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