Light

‘I will try to live in this happiness without fear. It will be hard. I find that I am more afraid of this joy than I have ever been of misery.

Misery I have learnt how to manage; joy breaks my feet up, takes away my old words and forms.

What will be left of me when this light has peeled away all my skins ?

What words will this light leave me?

And yet even as I think and write those questions , they seem irrelevant.

I have no choice but to be alive in this landscape and this light.’

– Andrew Harvey