“Talk to me about light”,
he said
and I thought of the first ray
of the morning sun
that removes darkness at dawn
and how gently it kisses
a flower hidden in the grass
that’s how your light
caresses my soul
He looked at me with the gaze
firmly attached onto my eyes
as if seeking my depths
in love
and saying silently,
“talk to me about light,
once more”
I smiled
but what can I say about light
to the one who enlightens
my soul
yet I obliged
by pointing to the light,
the greatest among them,
which blinds death
with the vigour of life
holding miracles in each ray
when this light reaches my heart
everything that was dead
comes to life
again
“Talk to me about light!”,
he exclaimed,
like a lover who is never satisfied
always wanting more
and knowing that more
will be given
This time …. I stared
into the empty space
between his heart and mine
and said,
“YOU speak to me about light,
and why is there darkness
where only light should be?”
© Iva Beranek (Dublin, 16th May 2017)
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