radiance

I will sing for the veil that never lifts.
I will sing for the veil that begins, once in a lifetime, maybe, to lift.
I will sing for the rent in the veil.
I will sing for what is in front of the veil, the floating light.
I will sing for what is behind the veil-
light, light, and more light.
That is the world, and this is the work of the world.

excerpt from The Leaf and The Cloud by Mary Oliver