From Radience into Radience
October 28th, 2009
To my still-closed eyes the streetlights are a vague and hidden glory, the cool radience of distant suns. I am adrift in the void of their autumn night, adrift in the midst of everything, in the coolness and emptiness of everything, so far adrift that those who pass me by do not know to envy me. They are blinded by their open eyes. They do not know that they too drift among the stars, that their passing too is from radience to radience, from glory to glory.
From Word to Word by Jeremy Luke Hill is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 Canada License.
Leave a Reply