Light and shadow, night and day,
joy and sorrow, rage and serenity,
cruelty and compassion in Christchurch.
Light swells, breathes in, then breathes out.
Earth arrives at equipoise and moves on.
In Boston Spring begins, in Christchurch autumn.
It is not true in God there is no darkness at all.
The universe is mostly so, and beautifully.
A painting without shadows is mere paste.
We seek light, and to be light,
and accept with grace we live in a shadowed world.
Even in heaven there are shadows, and always the choice
to be light,
and to make of the shadows
beauty.
—March 20, 2019