the music stops
the voice silences
the light goes out
for a while.
Such is the shock
of loss
the voice silences
the light goes out
for a while.
Such is the shock
of loss
and absence.
When light shines again
we learn it was
always reflected
It never originated
in the beloved
but in the Beloved.
The saint shines on,
only knowing
the Light.
And the darkness
shall never overcome it.
For Pauline,
7/10/2026

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