A single obsession of light,
a single smile
in the soil of the soul,
a flash in the shadow,

a burning planet,

a single note from the spheres.

A single light illuminating

the water’s crash

at the cliffs of the heart,

a leaping light of statues

erected and razed in the foam,

an undulating light reflecting

the swell and hollow and sway.

A simple light persisting,

in absence,

an extinguished star that continues.