Dome of Light

Not far from the loneliest highway, a geothermal plant hums...

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Dome of Light

Not far from the loneliest highway
a geothermal plant hums
serenading the desert silence
on a playa that glistens 
with a patina of rain.
It casts a brilliant glow
in a stark hemisphere.
We wait for Pony riders
to emerge from the dark,
silhouetted by the glare 
of a Jeep’s headlights.
After the shuffle of hooves 
passes, a ghost of history, 
I step outside the golden halo
into deep black midnight 
beyond the terminus of security,
look up through a veil of stars
and see the luminescence
at the core of our Universe. 

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