i see you.

you: light, radiance, a bright spark.

you are trying to hide yourself under a dull grey cloak.

you don’t fool me.
you don’t fool any of us.

did you know that your cloak doesn’t quite fit?
did you know that it has holes in it?
did you know that it is so old and worn that you can see right through it?

when you move, when you breathe,
the light dances through the holes and around the cracks and edges;
it sways back and forth with your breath;
it showers sweet blessings on everyone and everything in its path.

you are radiant,
like the sun after the rain,
like a golden yolk nestled in the white,
like the first bud in spring.

you can deny it, you can hide it, you can run from it,
but you cannot escape the truth of it.

we see you.

we see your light.