She was everywhere i looked,
ensuring that i was always aware
of my blindness.
those few who did not seek to restrain the light
could not hide their halo

while for the rest their own nimbus
obscured her
"Seek me," the light suggested.
"You will find that i even reveal my own nothingness."
"I am not living," she confessed. "Yet i am life."

While i... merely the walking dead.
some hear the song of silence
quieter still is the song of light
yet unlike silence the light
never stops singing