Site icon A Hundred Falling Veils

In Times of Great Darkness

I want to do for you

what the sun does for me—

coax you to come

outside, to breathe in

the golden air.

I want to warm you

and enter you,

fill you with brilliance,

make your muscles melt,

make your mind shush.

I want to prepare for you

luminous paths

that span across deep space,

thaw any part of you

that feels frozen,

find any cracks

and slip shine into them.

I want to intensify your shadow

so you might better know

your own shape.

I want to encourage you

to open, wider, wider,

want to teach you

to write your own name

in light.

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