light blankets
I was the last one
out of the building
tonight after our
service of silence
and singing
the songs were
handed down chants
the silence was marked
by a blanket of candles
on the communion table
I blew them out
turned off the lights
and stepped out
to find the parking lot
basking in moonlight
a celestial blanket
of wonder and warmth
that held me in my tracks
and in my silence
and then it sent me home
Peace,
MIlton
LOVE.