Song of Light

Out of darkness, out of silence, came a song.
    It had no words, no tune. It was high, impulsive—somehow—melodious.
    It thrilled me—my frozen limbs flushed with warmth—it filled me—I forgot thirst and hunger—and such wonder and fear betook me—I fled and cried,
    “O Mother, Mother, what is that strange, beautiful song?”
    She took me in her cold, thin arms, whispered,
    “My love, that is laughter.”