Praise to the shadows
who show up not fearing death
they know for sure is going to come.
And though it feels strange
and uncomfortable
at first, they also know,
light will smile and shine
and shine bright opening her arms
once again.
And they will remember
how sweet it is to be home.
Praise to the shadows
who remember
dissolving into the light they are.
Praise to the dissolving that is home.
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