These are pictures of this moment
When we grope in the dark and are
Surprised by a match-worth of light
Snapshots fade and we hold them
Wonder who those people were and
What was hidden behind the smiles
I will look back at these and
Know even more than I do in this minute
That I haven’t even begun to see the you
That lives beyond the me that
I bring to this place each week
A place of light and shadow
copyright jtestin 2003
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