Lighters

Fruit, flower, photo.
Earnest humble offerings.
Inert, still alive.

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The church’s slim spire, 
aspiring to reach the gods,
falls short, keeps trying.

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Broken Christ sculpture,
empathic quiet witness.
Forgiving us all.

Old Buddha statue,
awakened wise woke teacher,
enlightening all.

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Still life on display.
Sitting Buddha, stones, green plants.
Make passersby pause.

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In dimly lit rooms,
angels, demons, surprises.
Hidden in plain sight.

In dimly lit rooms,
candles, matches are revealed.
Among the shadows.

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Bright noon light shines strong,
shrinks shadows, sears soft smooth skin.
Parasol, please, please!