Has it been a decade?
I asked myself this question tonight while driving through the little town in which I live. The lights on the pole were simple, bright, and to me, beautiful.
Suddenly I felt it. After all the mangle. After all the retreat. After all the pain. There it was. So new to me again I had forgotten its trace. I burst into song. I gave thanks.
I continued toward home.
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