Staring out the window at work, a beam of the late afternoon sun took an angle, an angle directly to catch my eye and corral my attention, in that moment I heard an inner voice:

“for even fading light –
is light”
for the simple truths
can soothe, instantly
a smile, a satisfied sigh
all the dance of life
projected upon my eyes
of all the ills of this world
right now, I can think of none.