August 2, 2018

Some insights come like lightning—
blinding and fierce—while others arrive
as firefly-flashes that brighten only
an inch or so of air around them.
Yet even these can gather power
over time, like the summer night
I woke and stood at the window
to watch all that pulsing outside—
like thousands of prayers flaring up
above the houses, saying here
and here and here, as I made my way
down the stairs using only the light
of those small bodies to guide me.