“All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.” — St Francis of Assisi
Light is here
One incandescent, invisible light
threads through our days like silver,
like a mercurial, rolling ribbon of life;
though matted by drifting cloud,
it has frequent glints of gold,
russet, rose, tangerine and indigo.
If you look up
you might find glimpses
of heaven itself, a pure light
altering with the hours
but never faltering
to shine on us.
When we experience the greyness
of mist and fog enveloping us
like a shroud, we can stay hopeful
that the sun still sits behind it all,
and will be revealed in glory again
when the mists have cleared.
And as you examine your days
you will be able to trace
the way light has arrived
in your life, in small slivers,
perhaps, in tiny amounts
but at just the right time.
Your darkness and weakness
can lift if you direct
your gaze toward the light
that surrounds you inside
and out with whispers
of holy grace and love.
Because our joy
doesn’t depend on things
or on our circumstances
but on knowing deep within
that we are seen, we are loved,
we matter to someone else.
“Grace comes into the soul, as the morning sun into the world; first a dawning; then a light; and at last the sun in his full and excellent brightness.” —Thomas Adams