“Truly the light is sweet, and a pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun.” Ecclesiastes 11:7

This poem is to no one specific, I just liked the idea of comparing my appreciation for lights to a person. Enjoy!


You are the city lights when I face the night:

Every tiny bulb, little switch, makes a necklace

Whose glimmering beads, as sunshine recedes,

Turn my eyes to a galaxy reflecting the stars.

You are dots of humanity poking the dark.

 

You are fireflies floating when twilight is gloating:

Inspiration for stories, mythology, songs.

Glinting and hiding, searching and guiding,

Unconscious of your beauty in pursuit of your goal.

Writing words to the tunes of the sky and the soul.

 

You are sparks wheeling high to escape in the sky,

To flee from the heat and the pressure of fire.

You spiral like hope on circular smoke

Like a bird breaking free. You quicken my breath.

You excite me like life, and grieve me like death.

 

You are party lights making lines, every rail to define,

Every branch to illuminate, cord to adorn.

A string, small and beaded, yet each spark is needed

To frame the glow of this photic perfume.

You are little beauties gently sculpting my gloom.


I hope you enjoyed this! I plan to have some more recipes coming soon. 😀 Have a wonderful day!

Original poem by Kimba Wisotsky © 2019

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