Thursday, February 01, 2007
Firefly
Maunder not, you are your lighthouse
in stormy seas; your table lamp beside
the bed. Our path has been lighted: one
road for us to take. For you are the firefly
that supplants the moon; the lamppost
on that pavement. Thus, my benighted
soul's no more.
As we take a stroll
down this park at night, our
vision is illuminated.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 10:35 am
Maunder not, you are your lighthouse
in stormy seas; your table lamp beside
the bed. Our path has been lighted: one
road for us to take. For you are the firefly
that supplants the moon; the lamppost
on that pavement. Thus, my benighted
soul's no more.
As we take a stroll
down this park at night, our
vision is illuminated.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 10:35 am
