Enlightenment in One Nothing-like Moment in Nowhere Michigan

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The earliest of light, a line across

The sky, the thinnest strip of sacral light

Above the past’s horizon, brought a gloss

Of holiness at perfect, deepest height.

Light drank the past, and present, and the nights

And days of futures—sanctifying all

Together into one, the saintly lights,

The stars, the comets, galaxies that sprawl

Towards death and crawl towards life, and brought the Whole

In concert into harmony and more,

To unity beyond mere fate, where pole

And pole mean nothing and where meanings soar.

  This dawn destroyed differences and drew

    Them into one — to one eternal view.

~ Phillip Whidden