The light seems to come from afar

The light seems to come from afar to bring us each day its gifts of sight,
the dancing of shimmery waves on the lake,
the sun beams breaking through the clouds of a winter storm,
the shine that reveals the silhouette of your face.

The light brings the warmth to a relaxed naked body,
the light that gives warmth and heat – the light that reveals what is in
the darkness – the light that even our sun; all suns are contained in and
birthed by
Where does this light come from?
The light that imbibes all forms, that shines each one as a beam – as an
outline of bright free form
the light that glows all away from its isolated separation
What is this light?
Where does it come from?
Who is this light?

Oh, the wonder and majesty of Light, my royal inheritance in which I Am
Seen.

March 31, 2017