Peering
through the knothole
I
see the light of day
Shining
silver along
Bright
vertical lines
To
crease the grains
From
black to grey.
Peering
through the knothole
I
see the world outside
In
the circle of a pinpoint
That
illuminates
And
brings new life
To
the vacant darkness
Of
my small and lowly cave.
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