Was it the light, or a shadow?
A mirage quivering,
Something half seen
On the edge of sight.
The echo of love
In the folds of quietness.

The light in all things
Trembling in the wind.
That moment when everything
Is illuminated from within,
And you can hear it singing.

Yvonne Aburrow
11:49 am, 17 April 2022

Inspired by the phrase “a shiver of light” in Dear One Absent This Long While by LISA OLSTEIN