Chasing relentlessly a picture,

of what one thinks they’ll find.

A question here,

assumption there,

hide.

What’s different about her light,

so bright?

Stare for only a moment.

Hide.

Home base was out of sight,

today.

She calls out to the sky,

to the one already sent down to find.

His Spirit here,

an eternal guide.

Seek.

She was a lamp to light a path along the way.

Now dimmed.

Choice.

Another lamp will be created to stay.

The seeker never tires of play,

wanting all to make their choice to return to home.

Closer someday,

where a fire to warm an unsure heart is burning.

Draw near.

ljh