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6 Train Home
Unclasped silver necklace sliding between
ample breasts of the Bronx
we have left midnight tunnels
and come into midnight air
elevated above jostling honk and clamor
up to where small red lights flicker
flight warnings on tops of buildings
street lamps compete with stars
an airliner jets across crescent moon
while sparrows nest in wait of first light
electrons busy our night
and I envy softly snoring squirrels.
..John Maney, Jr.
from Inside Out
New York Writers Coalition
The stars seem so far away
they sparkle in my eyes
soft this light that touches me
maybe a million years past
these shining photons
begun their journey
I float on this ancient light
raven flying in the night
higher and higher I soar
this light both present and past
in timelesss beauty
lifts me upward
now a child wishing on starlight
my dreams dance upon this night
precious the gift of spirit
that can perceive such beauty
I am light, sparkling now
softly on the gentle breeze.
--John Maney, Jr.
from Sufi Magazine, No. 40