Poem: “September’s Light”

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September’s Light

The light is
In the sun
Of gold

To warm you
When your thoughts
Grow cold.

The light is
In the wafered
Moon

Piercing pitch
A glorious
Boon.

The light
Reflects in
Crystal snow

Glittering
Mantle
Blanketing woe.

The light is
Stagnant
In infants’ souls

Glistening water
Will deepen
Their shoals.

The light is
In your flocks’
Flawed faces

Waiting to
Heal from
Penanced graces.

For you are robed
Royal- purpled
Unfurled…

Chosen
September’s
Light of the world!

Hilary McRee Flanery

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