Hunting The Radiance

Across the forests and across the seas,
By ways deserted by moon and stars,
The radiance is running afar,
Running in a motion that my heart frees.
But to hunt the radiance- how? Like the breeze,
It cannot be held by cage or bars...
Yet I am hunting the radiance.

What it is: ah, it is the flirt and tease;
It is the leaping grace in the forms of jaguars;
It is the light that heals even as it scars.
It is the heart of all that is good in me.
I am so frightened of it that I would flee
If ever it came close to me from its far...
Yet, I am hunting the radiance