Creation, You and I and all we try:  Light

Sourced from grace, Light moves in beauty in the night….

Earth and Sky, Sun and Stars, Galaxies in natural infinities: Light

Light

Moving she Enables All, races all, and still makes me the man I am.

We come to understand when we look in awe and wonder.

Rainbow hues, she gives us clues, makes up all our history, fixes mystery.

Light

Light, her wind and rain, they all remain, sometimes imperceptibly flowing…

Often unappreciated, she unabashedly loves us any way, awake or asleep.

And we can’t stare infinitely, we blink to see how she meets darkness.

Light

Light finds a way, every time to find a way inside all of us, gifting consciousness.

Light is Matter, the Mother and Meta while she moves us into oblivion.

We can try to run from Light, but Light binds us in her woven being.

We are light.

Light

Creations word, it sounds absurd…

Light gives without taking.

It’s Moments she’s making.

Be Light

Shine