You are the light of this world
Sometimes you might forget, like where you left your fencing tool,
and it’s the end of a long, snowy winter, and you’ve got a lot of work to do,
and you just can’t remember where you left your tool, and you really, really need it.
The best way to remember? Stop thinking about it.
Sometimes you might not feel it…
that’s harder, like when a cow is going through a difficult birth,
and needs the help of a farmer to reach deep inside her
and rearrange the limbs of the calf before she can deliver
that baby to the light,
and the farmer reaches inside, and it hurts from all the pressure,
and it’s sticky and ooey and gooey with blood and birth sac fluids,
but eventually that baby makes its way out with everybody pushing and pulling and praying.
You are the light of this world.
I am the light of this world.