More light
Let there be more light that mingles
Let there be more light that separates
Momentarily into the red the blue the metallic green
Light that feeds the little alga
Who like mighty tree regularly performs
Its photosynthetic practices
And oh bioluminescence that cold conundrum
And light that nourishes the enigmatic moon
Who hides betimes behind a month or a cloud
And yes let night occasionally fall
That eases the boon of blissful sleep
And though the night time they say is the right time
To be with the one you love
Delight in afternoon is more than permissible
Let us see what’s happening
Let light shine upon the restless objects
The natural and the seemingly artificial
Even those of mundane familiarity
Alter eye to alter all
The asphaltic pavement that bursts into scintillation
The routines of work that express themselves in motion assured
The animals and the athletes with their balletic moves
Perception’s extravaganza that points to the ultimate
Which we know not yet
But fleetingly glimpse in mathematics
In variegated nature lively paint and moral fact
And the perusal of text multifarious like nature
Read in sunlight candlelight moonlight lamplight or backlit screen
Laws almanacs novels newspapers instructions lists
And didactic poems full of chestnut aphorism
That raise the consciousness above routine however worthy of praise
To touch the one great poem
And the sacrament of images
Those that move and those that rest unmoving
Whose movement the mind supplies
Let there be light and more light
To relieve insatiable curiosity
And forestall the dread dismal mood of foul darkness
And bathe all experience in sanguineous red and burgeoning green