Light

I sit beneath your radi­ance,
obliv­i­ous to life
except where the shad­ows end.

You light my path,
the sun is dead by com­par­i­son.
My feet find purchase.

I remem­ber the dark­ness,
life before you.
It is the mere ves­tige of a shadow.

I am warm.
My soul fills itself
with your reful­gent song.

Our love, the unwith­er­ing tree
basks in your glow,
full of heal­ing fruit that is ever ripe.

The moon dances with the sun
cir­cling in orbit,
learn­ing your lessons.

I am enthralled by your light,
exam­in­ing, search­ing,
know­ing it will quell every doubt.

You are my day­dream,
light­ing my life,
wash­ing the shad­ows away.

This was writ­ten as a com­pan­ion to “Darkness.”

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