Light walked into my life one winters' day completely unannounced, unexpected. My world tipped itself on it's head, (or maybe I tipped it?) and twisted who I thought I was and where I thought I was going back to the core of my heart and back to my path. As winter shifted to summer Light lifted higher in my life, illuminating my way and setting me free. As summer shifts back to winter, Light lies low on the horizon, warming the days from behind leaving everything shrouded in an eerie silhouetted glow.
Light ran straight through me and never stopped to look back. Light assumed I'd follow my own path as direct and bright and swift as the path of Light itself.