Little Revelations

Perhaps we should consider stars as
outposts of heaven. But right here, on our own
lovely planet, in our town, the flickers of early light
glance their bright air along the morning roadway
compelling response.

At the stop light I write an answer,
a scribbled line, maybe beginning a new poem.

It starts to rain. I notice the way a single
drop on a windshield magnifies the whole
landscape. Look close. It is like
a book of revelation.

Luci Shaw

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