THE ROOM OF LIGHT

There’s a place upstairs

Where dark isn’t invited

Shadows banished to basements

Gloom given the heave-ho

A room of utter brightness

Bathed in super-saturated

Starlight.

In this upstairs room

Sleeps soundly a turtle

Happily log-sawing

Dreaming luminescence

Contented sighs cracking the shell

Radiating super-saturated

Starlight.

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