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(Author: Joe DiMino)

How alive the light appears-
bending with the water-
sliding from points of crests;
making one wonder
if light is only above
or somewhere in depth of sea
a spirit spark swells
until it can do but one thing-surface!
This is not morning sun rising;
or moon or starlight
tempting one to dream-
it is the light that men follow...
even onto the cross....