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