Light sliding sideways into the branches, the green

Blessed are those to be seen

For the light cannot be extinguished in our hearts or the grassy planes.

Spirit sweet, slipping shaft, dancing, prancing, shimmering soul.

Piercing the cold and dark– sweet, sharp, brilliant light

Mover of shadows, bringer of illumination and enlightenment

Constant as a lighthouse directing me home

warm candle light, rise and fall of the flame

light returns from dark, raising spirits, bringing joy and hope to all

Light warms me, enlightens me, show me the way.

Illuminates the connections between us all.

– Stephanie Bass