Light

It dazzles in a clear night

Made clearer still

By artificial rays

Making a path to guide us home

It is a beacon

A bright halo of hope

A candle of warmth and sentiment

It makes love sound heavenly

Makes our journey safe and full

As if it were a divine hand resting on our shoulders

Without it

The stars would dim and fade out

The sky fill with darkness

The lamp would retreat

Into formlessness

The sky would be lost to the darkness

There would be no sun

No moon

The soul would close up and die

Even noise or speech or sound

Would be senseless

detached and barren

All things living sleeping

Light

In the beginning there was light

All living things followed

And these were only the signs leading homewards

yvette smith april 09

poem by Yvette Smith
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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