poem of the day January 6 

The light shop

was huge

Full of all kinds

of illumination

Every type

Every shape

of bulbs 

imaginable

There were 

salt lamps

cat lamps

lights for trees

lights for walks

flash lights

hanging lights

even light meters

to measure light

But when 

a blind stranger

walked in asking

How much light

is needed

for enlightenment?

Not one soul 

in the entire store

full of bright lights could answer