"Traces"
See Christ Here Poem and Picture--January 20, 2019
Even late at night
the sun leaves traces
of its presence
like fingerprints:
icicles tell the tale of sunlit warmth
that made them dribble into existence;
light bouncing off the moon
and into our eyes;
trees which only grew so tall
in past summer sun.
God, too, leaves such traces.
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