A L O H A
From
Honolulu
Though my soul
may set in darkness,
it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars
too fondly to be
fearful of the night.
Sarah Williams
Grid in Shifting Light
The grid holds still—
but light moves through it,
Order flirts with longing.
For one brief moment,
every square is a window
shifts with shadows
A grid of silence,
crossed by the red light
of something passing.
Cloudia Charters
Even the darkest night
will end, and
will end, and
the sun will rise.
Victor Hugo
Victor Hugo
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Love You,
Cloudia & Pixie
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