"Storms splinter
the night sky, and
wild stars pull slivers
out of the dark."
~janine tamis
As one elders in life, storms
seem to appear more often.
I find myself seeking those
slivers of light Janine Tamis
refers to. Where might they
be found?
Faithful friends, beloved
children, fond memories,
happy thoughts . . . all bright
stars in the darkest of nights.
I find myself inundated with
gratitude . . .
. . . sans paroles!
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