A gold, pierced ball
of metal glows
with tamed fire
in a living room. A library
roils with sacrament;
a kitchen rocks sustenance,
and a bedroom saturates its sleepers
in the scent of unconsciousness
and connection to the largest
events in the sphere of love
and dreams. When a closet door
closes upon a child
fearful of a parent
or a conjured monster,
it is a universe of safety.
and that child learns
the great truth: that
one can make a cathedral
out of any room, no matter
its size.
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