Thanksgiving now one day past
myriad thoughts filtering down...
Thoughts of gratitude
Thoughts of reflection
Thoughts of concern for humanity.
Hope is a bottle, a buzzword, a balm
Yet what other product is there
to give solace that we’ll make it
personally, globally,
and spiritually?
We’ve always had our sanctums;
they are nothing new.
Now perhaps wistful lighthouses,
beacons, and a placecard
of tomorrow’s tenuous promise.
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