Lights are dancing in my soul
I can easily describe them
a tree in spring decoration
clouds with a silver lining
rustling reeds
a smile full of understanding
a blackbird singing in the oak tree
a surprising wise word
a child skipping
a comforting arm on your shoulder
if you look around
you see lights everywhere
too many to name
holy symbols of light
of goodness
just emerging from paradise
touching on eternity
what more do you need
to save the soul
Oeke Kruythof
Jenny Narraway translation/transcreation