A place suffused
with mystic glow:
somewhere she
may ever go
when memories
restore her here
as flowers, trees
the water, air
imbue the hour
as they will
- that burgeoning
when all comes still
confusing plight
with anxious night
yet inward sight
diffusing fright:
that instant all
time came to a pause
and suddenly
she knew her cause
and realized
all would be right
the moment
she became the light.

Imbued © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: May 4, 2019