There's a light

it's not much light, but it beats the darkness,
most of the time.
and when it doesn't I'm sure as hell
fighting
to see it fly.

oh there is a light
but it isn't above you
or next you
or below
it radiates beneath your brow,
it consumates beneath your breast,

have you seen it?
do you even know it?
waiting in silence for you to see it.

what glorious creation
this light of mine
that I can see and show
if I want to,

only an inch of peace
only an inch
but space doesn't make sense
there, you know
and time is just a game
we play.

A.G.