We came, with candles lit in night,
with open arms, and hearts inflamed.
we walked into darkness giving light,
that God would keep you in his sight,
and lead you home again... we prayed.
We prayed, in all the silence felt-
in summer's night air that touched my face,
I watched as even strangers knelt,
with welted eyes, they took their place,
and cupped their candles, out of wind.

Shannon's Garden Poems  ©/02 DT Culver