unlike a moth to a flame

 Seems often I catch a glimpse of Light

without even trying

through the cracked foundations--

plaster covered corruption.

brow raise of wonder, turn into questions 

quickly thrown a toy of distraction--

commence operation snuff her out.

delusional?  grandiose? 
sixth sense or common sense?

Standing, wondering, questioning myself, 

even asking-- 

"am  I evil?"

 do I seek to harm?  No.

do I nag to be right?  No.

simply a matter of squinting--

I am drawn to the Light.

When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, 

"I am the light of the world. 

Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, 

but will have the light of life."
John 8:12