Summoning (day 2998)

Grown again in a bewilderment
The scene set itself for a moment
Faintest of light enlivening
Our Hero, pure at heart,
For inside the locale
That each now stood
Awoke a deepening murmur
That rustled the very coattails
Of all those passers-by.
Calmly, coolly, saintly,
Our Hero began to outstretch
His all encompassing gratitude
In a moment of sanctity
At once summoning
That which all had come and sought.

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