COMING TO LIGHT

(A Sonnet)

The saying “come to light” describes the world

I know, for this is what I see each day. 

When everything seems shadowy and curled

up in gloom, life always seem to find a way

to move toward light. Our yard comes back at dawn

to meet the morning sun, as though the trees

and flowers know it is their friend. The lawn

leaps up to leave the night and be at ease

again in light. My thoughts, as well, arrive

at light, in time. Unease cannot put out

the glow of peace, and thoughts become alive

beneath the lamp of quietness. Without

the light there is no life. All darkness turns

to light, at last. The candle always burns.