Poetry book Golden light

Sometimes light doesn''t cóme from the sun or the stars. It comes from within. From a thought that sparks hope a word that feels like warmth a moment that reminds you; you''re still glowing. Goldèn light isn''t loud. It doesn''t blind It flows gently like a reminder that even in the darkest sky one small glow can change everything. Be that light. Even if it flickers. Even if it''s small. Because golden light always finds its way.