Light and Peace
Dim
at first.
It flickers
at intervals.
We think,
or agonise,
that
it has gone
Out!
But
we each have
a light.
It shines in us
and
out of us.
When we embrace
the light,
hold it,
its rays
shimmer
and refract
through the dark
recesses
of our being.
Because we see
that light,
and our darkness,
we bear
an illumining
wisdom
to sense
the light
and darkness
in each other.
And so
the light
in me
sees the light
in you,
and through
the marvellous
interchange,
we then renew.
That light looks:
Like coins cascading
in a tip tray
on a barista’s bad day.
Like the firm arm
around the flailing swimmer
writhing in a rip,
while the other arm
cuts the breakers
towards the steady shore.
Like the college mate
sitting on a step,
to read the essay
of his neighbour,
Who’d come abroad
only six months
before that day.
Like the devoted spouse
visiting daily
the love of their life,
who no longer
recognises the face
before their own eyes.
We see
the light
the dark,
in each other’s heart,
and,
in that light,
together
we find peace.
Simon C.J. Falk 4 February 2017
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