Light-Mystery Poem by Mary Mc Creath

The light
Came closer
Walked right
Next to me

I walked with it
Sometimes,
Sometimes it
Walked with me
Into my life
Where I walked not
With it
And made me be
What I was not.

The light it entered in
And lived inside of me
I lived in it,
Sometimes,
Sometimes it
lived in me
When I lived not in it
And made me be
When I was not

I hold the light sometimes,
Sometimes the light holds me.
Until I am the light
I live in mystery.