THE LIGHT YOU SEE

Perhaps my vision is weak,
I fail to witness sudden
transformations unfold
before me. I ponder, could
it be perceived differently by
observers, a swift alteration
perhaps you see a light.

Yet, trust my words when I
declare, each figure you
witness has traversed
diverse paths to reach
the radiant glow that now
envelops them, so you see
a radiance.

Some ascended, some glided,
some leaped, some bounded,
many strolled, most stumbled
and countless had to drag
themselves forward on all fours
towards this light.

Pardon my lack of enthusiasm
when you shower me with praise,
at...