juice from a berry
hanging in the sun
onto the tongue
is light

the scent of the heated vine
that feeds the tomato
the faint touch of a toddler’s hand
on the nape of your neck
or the breeze that rises off the gulf
at dusk on a summer day

can we inhabit the single note of a chime
ride the chatter of a grackle in flight
hang ten in the voice of a friend?

what if eyes
are not needed
to see light?