lumens of the day

 

lumens of the day,

is day-life, 

between the tide lines of luminosity. 

they sweep oncoming, 

in the predawn sky

and linger in the bloom 

of daylong brightness,

to then sunset 

in a disappearing herd, 

as they wane,

as if a species of invisibles, 

but yet readily present.

all see-throughs by nature,

featuring warmth and a brightness 

as their presence.

we all live on that earth-bay, 

where we are somewhat beach-bound, 

between the highs and the lows

of days getting longer

and then getting shorter.

ever they be the tides of light 

that play upon us,

that offer assistance to our sight.

they swim in thick multitudes,

ever on the go,

peaking at high noon

and then ever onward with their flow.

I image them as fireflies without bodies,

yet still casting constant light,

a see-through luminescence, 

somehow invisible but fluid.

we all live in their bay.

maybe they feed on surfaces in passing

or just more deeply mass 

where surface abides.

I sense them swim in 

as if dawn driven

and yet I watch them later in herd, 

depart.

if I only knew what to feed them

to have them come more often and stay.

so migratory in a daily way,

princely invisible yet wildly present.

we have such daylight dependency 

upon them,

more so, on otherwise weathering days.

it's like daily bathing in liquid light,

basking in sight-filled ways.

I like it early in the day

when they swim on towards me.

and I benefit mightily, 

from their traveling rush,

like where two worlds meet 

upon common ground.

so blessed with the light 

and the warmth provided,

living between these tidelines 

of luminosity . . .