With encouragement I run to shoulders buried in the clouds

with arms so strong they support the sky

fingertips stretched; reaching for me

I cry to this light and beg the light, asking for help

the light vibrates the sea and softens the sun

it excites the night that lightens the souls

dark before but now so bright

I run to this light with a pleading, a needing

the light shortens the storm and extends the sea

finally embracing me.