Light

 

I think that light speaks to me.

 

I'm not sure why.

 

But I soak in natural light.

 

It gives me energy.

 

It calms me down.

 

I can't stand the harsh fluorescent lights everywhere.

 

Everything is washed out, fades the colors.

 

Things look more beautiful in real, rich light.

 

There is a woship song that says,

 

"I will celebrate the light..."

 

Perhaps I will.

 

Candlelight.

 

Sunlight coming through leaves in a tree.

 

Early morning sun filtering through a curtain.

 

Twilight making everything blue.

 

I want more light.