Me.
I tend to be
Split into a dozen disparate rays,
Attention dispersed,
Distracted.
You
Rein me in
Gather my meandering musings
Into one beam,
Laser locked,
Stillness.
Here I am the mirror
Reflecting eternally emitted radiance.
and shadows retreat
so I can see
Your hope
Alive inside,
Dispelling distraction, darkness, dread,
Unlocking the door
To eternity.
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