Amidst the darkness was the light,
unseen but by my aching heart,
a blinding light, the brightest white,
that wove a cloak of golden warmth.
A laughter deeper than the sound
of thunderbolts among the clouds,
the mountain echoes of the wind,
and rushing waves upon the sand.
I hear Your laughter in the light,
‘Tis when I know that You are near,
as close as closer than my breath,
my Life, my All, my purest Love.
D. G. Vachal © 2014