The thing about light

The thing about light.

It bents, fades, hides.

It darkens, shades, dims.

But never leaves.

It is always light somewhere.

Even in sorrowing hearts.

It shines in your eyes,

Brushes your skin,

Glistens in your hair

Floats in your voice,

even when it is torn,

even under the darkest weight.

The thing about light.

It calls for freedom,

Calls for love.

Cries for justice

Leads through shadow

Fills hearts.

The thing about light.

It clings

It opens

The thing about light.

Changes

Changes me

It is.