~for laurie~

	it shines
the light of your soul
	it shines through your eyes

a dull gleam 
	even through the grime

sister, you shine
		through eons of space

though you close your eyes:

	curtains closed,

tarnish cannot hide

		the glow beneath
yes - glow - 
	I see now:

it is not a shine you possess - 
		not a mere reflection
	of another's light:

	but a glow from deep within

an ember covered with ash

waiting - waiting

		to ignite

dry tinder

			smolder

	it is a fortunate one

who gets close enough

		for singed brows.