Perspective: For Love of the Light

She was stealing something

From me.

In the shadows.

Looking and screaming

Now

For protection, strength, love.

Looking for what was missing

Then

I found protection.

Reminded of all that resides.

Love revealed with greater clarity

More formality.

The she

Bearing the Light

Was not just in one.

But that moment brought tears months

After

Rewriting the story.

How

One look can take something

Give something away.

One look can change the course of a life.

For the better is a choice

Always.

One look can leave me searching

Yearning

Relearning

The art of resilience.

The art of creating Sustaining

Transferring

The Light.