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Hush
The wheel was never turning
Only the glass was full of worlds
My forehead on the window
Cold blue along the pane
The highway flowed like water
A picture made of rain
And all the miles were only light
Unfastening their names
If I have never left this stillness
Why do the stars lean near?
I never moved an inch, my love
The whole sky drifted by
Stars trembled on the silent glass
Like prayers made of light
I am the hush behind the pane
Where passing worlds are shown
The house I called for shelter
Rose pale within the blue
A sleeve of light passed through me
Then thinned itself from view
Even grief wore fever-gold—
What held me thinned to dream
Let silver hold my breathing
Let mercy stain the blue
A thread of gold through sorrow
A blessing sinking through
I never moved an inch, my love
Yet nothing passed in vain
For every world upon the glass
Had lived in me as grace
And all that seemed to leave me
Was my own light turning through
Till stillness bruised the dark with stars
And blue sank into blue
Still
Still
