Energy

Ghostly or surreal,

light bends toward all ends of the sphere.

Threads of a feather.

Space extends and refracts.

Light divides and subtracts.

I am here,

alive within the grand author and clock.

The light breaks.

Energy sprouts forth.

A seed emerges.

Hope shoots forth, as bright as any question.

Daylight, star bright,

send forth the eternal night.

Autumn sails ahead,

a signal to light the way.

A beacon continues to grow.

Energy and sunlight.

Leaves of a feather.

The plant begins to glow.

The sky exhales.

Another thread gives birth to a spark.

Creations now—soon they too will know.