Walking alone one night
along a country road
I held a flash light
that cut into the darkness
revealing a wind swept road.
Leaves strewn along its edges
were many layered
glued together by a recent rain.
Beyond the edges of the flash light’s beam
I could not see a thing.
As I moved along
I felt I could be any place on earth
where there were country roads and trees.
There was a presence
that came to walk beside me —
to walk beside me as a friend.
And we embraced
and then continued on our way —
one light enough for two.

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