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There Is A Light | Poetry

The Shore I Walk: Photography by Shawn Michel de Montaigne

There is a light—

steady, unwavering, real.

Beyond real.

Greater than.

Does it matter what I call it?

Does if matter if I call it anything at all?

It is always there—

even when I can't see it.

Or maybe I should say:

even when my soul can't see it.


There is a light.


From Conversations With God


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Photography: The Shore I Walk by yours truly