Oh sweet light, how it glows. I am finally ready to see you, miracle of luminosity… soft emanation from the ethers. I see you in my dreams, in my desires, and on the horizon when I am still. You are there in the sunlight and in the moonlight. And I know that it is with you that true wisdom lies. In your shimmers, I have walked, day and night, ruminating on your Source. Where does your knowledge come from? And how can I access you? Eventually, I spot your glow resting, blanketing a fountain of stillness in the distance. As I walk, mindfully, I feel you stir beneath my skin. A knowing comes over me. An instinct that I am almost there. I try to understand my own motivation for seeking you. I envsion my path now, whispering from beyond, in dreams and in ideas, and through it all, your light opens up the way of possibility. I see you, even stronger now, blazing in the fire of my passion to be whole, and I see you in in my tinkering Spirit, testing so many routes along the way. And after so much journeying, I realize I am quiet now. Alone. Listening to my own heart. My cloak flaps in the breeze, and I yawn deeply to stretch my soul. Rest. Now. By this beautiful tree. And when I close my eyes to sink into a deepened state, you are no longer there, yet you are here. So close in fact, that I realize that your light is coming from within me. And I have been chasing its glow all along. You are within me. You are the best of me, when I am present. And your wisdom only comes when I stop seeking beyond and start feeling within. And I smile myself to sleep.