I’m attracted to light,

not the dark under-

shadow on the leaves,

the ferns hiding

their true fronds,

outshone by brighter ones,

the butterfly obscured by branches,

its blue-grey wings silent,

the bushy tree veiled

by the sparkling sunlight.

I have lurked in the shadows

of my own life,

denied my light,

ignored my gifts. 

Could I just decide

to sparkle like a glistening

leaf, to shine?

Light glares in the summer heat,

dying earlier as winter stomps

its heavy feet. The light in autumn

signals endings, as leaves

drop sadly in the muted light.

Spring brings green shiny light,

earth approaches heaven

in its clarity.

Spring’s light: the one I choose.

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