This poem represents my contribution to her latest Poetry Party. Come, join in the fun!
Shine, like the brightness of one’s forehead
Where things thought become things seen.
Shine, like the eyes of a child
Newly opened to a world of worlds.
Shine, like rays of heat
From the sidewalk of our common contentments.
Shine out like shook foil
As Hopkins reminds us.
Shine, like our righteousness at noonday
As the prophet reminds us.
Shine, where all else
Has refused such invitation.
Shine, until to shine
Is all that is either possible or necessary.
Shine, as the one before us