The Light Poem by Cosi Celeste

This Light that fills the senses, but does not blind.
What Light is this?
Some say it’s wisdom
others say it’s knowledge,
still others say it’s joy.

I think about this Light in every context I can imagine,
but the glass is still cloudy and murky.
I’m told that then I shall see clearly.
What or when is then?
Is then a state of mind?
Is then a time to come?
What if then is now free of time and in my mind?

This Light that fills the senses, but does not blind…
I’ve found it’s not a Light you can see.
It’s a Light that’s felt.
Puppies, kittens and babies feel this Light.
It startles their senses and makes them play.
I don’t think it makes them want to win,
It’s just there moving them toward the next smile.

This Light that fills the senses, but does not blind...