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Points East
by Mary Lambert


That glimmering point in the East.

A new cycle. Redemption.

Eternal hope born in a stable.

That vibrant cry of newborn flesh

echoes through centuries of fire and ice

to this moment. This room. This point.

A gathering of hearts. Internal East.

In turn beating through centuries with

renewed vigor and a redeemed vision.


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