The Light

The light is within my soul; feeding everything.
Each blink from my eye, accepts a new ray, facet of warmth.
Being here draped in sun,
Moonlight cannot compare.
To have and hold such sanctity, is something so very rare.
Open to an eclipse of past failure.
An avenue of regrets,
The light illuminates all worry of this.
Banishing human feelings of debt.

Stephaie Konu aka Lillybochic, 2014.