Light was here
before the darkness of doubt
the ash and storms of our destruction
before all of this
all of us
before flesh and bone
walls and windows
soil, mountain, sky
or sea.
Light does not recognise such boundaries
penetrates your armour
beams from between your ribs
behind your eyes
shows up on the horizon unfailingly
even when you cannot
or choose not to see.
No amount of tears or rage
can dissipate it into its alter self
light mutates into incarnations
we plaster with other names
yet it remains true to itself
an indestructible essence
with immeasurable capabilities.
Light is a labyrinth
of exquisite complexity
yet maintains a simple undeniable beauty.
is within and beyond definition
or captivity.
Light lives here
dancing in unexpected corners
of my home and heart
spilling from my son’s mouth
my beloved’s eyes
my mother’s gut-deep laughter
here I shower my soul.
In the centre of the shadow
is the secret of the light
under the veil of night
light reveals itself to me
an eternity of dreaming
of whispered meanings
stories of immortality
and I wake into forgetfulness
my swimming with the stars
immersed in endless galaxies
interrupted by gravity
till I remember
that light also lives
here.
Right here
hidden at the core
of everything
of all that I call you or me
the magic of universal unity
from gigantic to atomic
a cosmic vibration
exploding the myth of
separation.
Light lives
here
Light lives.