My inner light

My inner light cannot be contained 
in just skin and bone. 

There is a ball of energy 
all around us and beyond us.

Even the tree has its feather tendrils of light 
that sprinkle down and dig deep into the earth.

We share this glorious sky and bright sun. 
Though we are at mercy to mother nature’s fury and grace. 

Out of nowhere the lightning cracks open the tree. 
Did it deserve it? Was it at the wrong place, wrong time?
 
There is no reasonable, acceptable explanation. 
We get knocked off-kilter, off-center

I touch the earth and I am held 

if only just for this moment 
and the next. It is enough.