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God did not speak of you
When he spoke the first word.

You are the flower that the
Night encloses : a singular light.

No purpose is commensurate
With you, and yet you are.

A child cannot sleep and is told
A story, a story of angels and

The ghosts of angels and the
Fallen angels that God cast out.

There is a ghost in the light
That plays across the ceiling,

Which the child watches, and
There is a ghost in the child's

Heart that causes it to sleep.
The light is as silent as rest.

Your hand and the fire are
Two forces of the same origin.

You may be a thought of God,
But you were not the first.