The light has come.

The light has come.
In its elegance glistens sparkling radience
packeted in flickering lifeforce gifted for another day.
Twinkling perceptions whimsy upon the greater good within and what therefore it means to be...
Its loving warmth sunlit and wrapped in nourishment of body pumping into all will and testiment of Gods Glorious life with nurtures tender embrace.
Our need to gaze upon its ever shaping structure never waining as we remember before and the cold winters it kept us in its lightest filled days, breaking all barriers to reunite our loving reflections of highest gratitude as the white snow fell in failing mimikery.
Yes the light has come, and the uplifted delight graciously entertaining their wave of glory in each who witness them and those even that cannot see or imagine at all.
And we live.
Beyond all doubt and passing.
We behold the sun.