Lighten up

And God said, “Let there be light.”

Now I stand here enlightened by the daylight

That has grown dim into an evening,

But nevertheless shining brightly on my soul.

Overlooking a city of twinkling lights,

I reflect over the last seventeen hours of my life.  

The first sixteen hours I was ill and distressed

With body and mind congested with earthly matter.

The seventeenth hour has brought great joy.

Fresh brewed chamomile in hand and poetry on my mind,

I feel light on my feet.

While the tea warms my body, the quiet lightens the mood

And the poetic flow lifts my spirit to higher levels.

All sixteen hours are forgotten; just the here and now.

And I say, “Let there be light,” and so it is.