for Jack…CSLewis – November 29

11.29.2015

a lampost in a wood

shone in his

mind

 

until one day it

flowed out into

a book

 

and then books

and then

Narnia

 

which felt like I’d

seen it my whole

life.

 

I loved Jack

for the clarity

of his faith

and for the journey

he set me upon

following the

yearning

 

the echo within

of sound so pure

light so fine

realer than real

Plato essences

at the corners

every day.

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