-- Rays of Light --

John Herlihy

Rays of light drawn from eternity afar,

Rays of light born in a solitary star.

The light creeps in on cat’s paws,

Darkness held as prey in light’s jaws.

The light exudes a cool, ethereal mist,

Running thru mountain valleys blessed.

The light a shimmering transparent veil,

Dancing on ocean waters as feathers sail.

The light a ghostly phantom presence,

Now lost in the clouds of misty essence.

The light approaches in mute silence,

Washing over the grasslands in alliance.

The light of the golden autumn moon,

Sweeps earth’s carpet with a trusty broom.

The lights of those twinkling stars,

Descend thinly as if plucked from guitars.

The light of dawn holds its breath,

Whispering psalms over night’s death.

The light crackles as fiery sparks,

Announcing itself in rainbow arcs.

The light, like breath, comes and goes,

Like breath on fire, its wind flows.

The light a mystery born of night,

The rays a miracle that bedazzle sight.

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(c) John Herlihy 16 October 2019