I see light and find Light in everything,
I see light and find Light efulging from everything,
I hear not the reprimanding word: your eyes cannot see,
The Light is His alone; the Light is My alone,
The Light is wordless and renders me wordless too,
When I behold it, I get cheered to realize,
It's my light that I radiate,
And that what radiates from everything,
Is not anyway different and distinct,
Can light of the sun be separate from it's source -the sun?
Light has not body or reflection -in the heavens or on the earth,
There is no opaque thing that stands between,
The light and the light source,
How can the shadow be formed or assumed to be
Mykoul
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