Saturday, December 27, 2014

Light upon the stairs


This life is a stained glass window;
see how the light illuminates the stairs,
and plays upon our sacred-weary fears;
I do declare, ’tis joy to meet you here.



4 comments:

Jonathan Chant said...

Lovely, William.

The strange thing is, I dreamt of light on the stairs last night and I have been trying to write about it this afternoon.

William Michaelian said...

Or maybe it’s not so strange.

Thank you, Jonathan.

Lorraine Renaud said...

It's lovely and i am sure of the Light maybe the only thing I'm sure of but I love how you play with the light, and I'm sure it's mutual dear William

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Lorraine....