All the Lights

by Jennifer Ross   Dec 17, 2005


The miraculous glow in the birth of life
the burn of the sun as each day sets
the twinkling of the stars at night lying next to a moon that boldly glares in the sky
the light at the end of each mystifying tunnel that awaits our departure from this world
and the cherubic golden rays that come from the gates of heaven
each day is filled with many lights
capture them or let them shine past you

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