it’s just some light
reflected on a hill;
but it’s enough
to bend my mind and will
from where it was
to where it’s meant to be:
exactly how is still
a mystery

it’s just some light,
some trees, a set of stairs —
but it’s enough
to take me unawares
upon a journey inward
towards the heart:
it’s just some light,
but Lord knows

it’s a start