I’ve been intrigued by light lately.

The kind that bridges black to dim,

and dim to dawn.

Decorating the heights

and beckoning life from that which is deep,

Awakening horizons and arising heat.

I’ve been intrigued by lightly lately

As in the flame of a candle,

The fierceness of its glory,

The passion of its shadow,

The fragility of its strength.

I’ve been intrigued by light lately and God being called, “the Father of lights, with whom there is no

variation or shadow due to change” (James 1:17).