I Live In the Light

I live in the light. See it there?

Making its way through the trees to shine the warm, golden tone of comfort

like a cup of tea mixing with the fall in the air, children,

and illuminating the season’s change,

as leaves drop one by one like tears,

each one holding memory of growing, of rich experience,

of laughter, of friendship, of sharing,

of whispers on the wind that blows harder now,

a waterfall of colors feathering twists and twirls a toppling tumult

to the cooling ground still fresh with summer’s green,

a reminder of the light that I was just moments ago...

dancing pinks, fiery oranges, vibrant yellows, verdant greens

on a canvas of limitless potential.

I live in the light between ocean and sky

reflecting cerulean blue, gray green, and cottony white,

resting in the softest pastels that gently powder the nose of a rocky Pacific sea scape.

I live in the light shimmering atop the water trying on its glittering evening gown

as tides turn and admiring its own magnificent reflection,

an undeniable brilliance awaiting the eye ready to see.

And for those who dare venture below the surface,

I am there, expanding to reveal unexpected texture, movement,

depths unfathomed, and secrets of magical life below.

I live in the light of the early morning, slowly rising with a yawn

and stretching up from behind the westward mountains.

Look and you’ll see me in the pale yellow glow

that gently peels away a blanket of darkness from the black silhouette of towering

evergreens, now casting their shadows on the distant cliffs below.

I live in the light of a thousand stars scattered like confetti on the universe’s memory

and suspended in time and space forever imprinted with the celebration of life’s

initiation and reaching your eyes eons afterward with the same sparkling magic

of the very moment those fireworks propelled us into existence.

I live in the light that permeates and dispels the darkness,

that will outline the falsehood of the illusion you buy into

and shine upon truth so brightly it will blind you to anything less than

the love and light within yourself.

Go ahead, seek to destroy, wreak havoc, feed your gluttonous ego

ravenous for control because it bathes in a black hole of fear.

Call yourself king. Wave your pathetic scepter over a land of people

who have no respect for you, who see and know your cowardice,

the cheap shots of a mindless creature grasping for power

because you have none over your own urges

driving you spinning out of control like a Tasmanian devil

leaving destruction in its wake. Wake up from the nightmare you create.

I live in the light reflecting your world in a single raindrop,

its sphere holding all.

I live in the same light that I see in you. Do you see it ?

It is home, our origins and our destination.

Come see, come know, come remember.

Come. Be and live in the light that we are.