Irrepressible Light

A thick grey flannel cloud hangs heavily where a fat moon rose last night, as though trying to suppress the red sun from rising. But as swarms of small black birds swoosh in ringlets and swirls, I see pink powder blushing that army blanket. You can’t hold back the light. It is strong, irrepressible, and changes everything.

Naples sunrise red, pink

Even fish are jumping in praise to their Creator, leaving circle songs reverberating in the wiggly water. Birds make a symphony, singing their various melodies, tweets, and chirps, and the now-broken clouds amble like sheep across the brightening east.

Dawn w clouds and light

“All creatures of our God and King,                                                                                                 Lift up your voice and with us sing,                                                                                        Allelujah! Allelujah!                                                                                                                        Thou burning sun with golden gleam,                                                                                         Thou silver moon with softer gleam,                                                                                                 O praise Him, O praise Him!                                                                                                  Allelujah, Allelujah! Allelujah!”                                                                 

St. Francis of Assisi (1182-1226)

O God, Light of light, rise in my heart, color my countenance, make my life distinctly different because of You.


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