Dwindling to Battery-operated Glimmer
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“Wordsworth and his sister Dorothy found their highest bliss in gazing together
at a glow-worm ‘laid safely by itself beneath a tree.’ This is Zen.” ~ R. H. Blyth
Perhaps a couple in a standard love
Affair would find a similarity
At dinner with the Eiffel Tower above
The candles on their table. Charity
As veils is pulled across the Wordsworth scene.
A little child with candle flames who writes
The holiness of scripture in between
The melting columns knows what sacred lights
Look like. Perhaps the Druid priests around
Their Stonehenge altar on that night below
The sun in solstice felt slim beams on ground
Beneath the sunrise as a seer’s glow.
Today we settle for the blue light shine
On smartphones using TikTok as our shrine.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Sep 1, 2024 | SP |