Lighting the Way

A humble fence

            quite suddenly,

became a shining tapestry.

            No counted cross-stitch

            rivalled this.

Light triumphed here

            in quiet bliss.

The cyans, - as favour,

            lent anchor that night,

that the oranges and reds

            might enchant and delight.

The entire spectrum

            was harmony,

in a luminous lesson,

            for all to see.

M. Kennedy