THAT MARVELOUS DAPPLED LIGHT....WHERE I WRITE

O the dappled Light of spring
    falling thru my window
across my Writing Place

has a thousand faces
    and they change minute by
minute

and

The Light never fails to remind
     remind us
of the Miracle of the Sun
     and all of Life

and

this makes a poet want to write...
     and sing

for

without the Light there would be
     no Us

( "....and there was darkness,
     darkness...upon the face of
        the deep...darkness....
                 darkness...")

O do you see,
         do you see
              do you know
that to be a You,
    you must have Light !!!!!!

and It should live
               in your Soul

Yes, and a poet once said:
      "rage, rage against the
    dying of the light."

Oh....that dappled light
     that visits my Writing Place
in the springtime---

I dread the wintertime, 

            when
      it will be gone.
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BY MIL
29 APRIL 18