LLLLight

“Ight, ight!” the infant cooed

A determined glow rushed into his mother’s face

Sprouting color like two roses blossoming

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Mother would not give up.

For she had created something extraordinary.

She knew it in the way he saw right through the heart of her

Piercing past her skull to an orange halo which glowed behind her fraying hair.

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“Ight! Ight!” he cried again.

His tiny fingertips stretched across the room,

The length of six babies lying cross-wise,

and caught a lantern swinging.

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The shadows of his carriage swayed nervously upon the nursery walls

As his torch began to tremble.

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“LLLLight”

His mama whispered.

“LLLLight.”

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He noticed, then, the way his mama’s brows crinkled together

And how her eyes seemed to sweat.

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“Mama,” he told her.

An angel knocked inside her chest.

“LLLLight,” he repeated

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And she fell to her knees

Kissed his cheeks through the wet of her tears.

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“That’s right,” she sobbed, “LLLLight.”

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She gently released the glowing thing from her son's sturdy grip

And held him to her chest

Through his very first words, he had created the world.