Light with what is heavy.
Like a Bee.
 Tiny wings miraculously lifting an impossible body. Uplifting. It can be done. Against all reason - ridiculous essential buzz
.Light - sweeten the hive
.Lighten ourselves and the amrit flows
.Feeling the places, the sugar got stuck. Crystallised honey pressing on the joints
.A light-worker on her knees for too long
.Its time to stand up. Its time to move
.Doing the unstuck this body starts to buzz
.Amritham
.Honey- 'I am light
'I Choose Light
.Born of the light
.Light will lead me home