The Light
Captures and awes
Encloses circles
Wraps
Us up
In fire warm
Shimmering cover
Much like
The heat
Of Summer
When everything
'Tis abloom
And dead becomes
Alive Golden Bright
Wrapped up in
The dazzling Sunbeams
Most all consuming
Light
Theodora (Theo) Onken
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-light-17/
