the incessant pouring of lights’ feathery weight,

charging life like the burden of lead

Light!

give unto me the structure of things unseen

indifferent in your angle

conforming perfectly instead

bend only upon a great pressure

and yet still you find your mark

show me what touch alone cannot fathom, what sight alone cannot part

O Light!

make me fresh as a baby, ancient as a stone

the secrets harbored unbroken, old in your journey

for the powers that guide you remain unspoken