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Shooting Star

by Marilyn Goerler

Six people sat round the table that night,
but only one saw an ethereal light
streak through the sky with soundless speed,
lighting the blackness with aching need.

A message of love in a letterless stream
meant for my eyes…a bright divine beam,
bid me warm welcome to paradise fair
and assured me that He would always be there.

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