Why is the light always shifting?

Why is the light always shifting?
Scattering into a disorganized jumble…
Like faint wisps of dust…
Slowly fading into the horizon.

You are the most beautiful when…

Your eyes catch the light…
You are unmistakably you…
The dark becomes pure white…
Your face reflects the brilliance.

When I see you in these moments it seems…

You are looking at the voices in your dreams…
Climbing a ladder to the throne…
Entering the heavenly world…
Near, oh so near.

Your eyes have unhindered range…
Seeing beyond the seasons…
Starting in early Spring…
Ending when the snowflakes come.

All in just an instant…
And then the instant is gone…
Each day anew…
Time again to seek that heavenly world.

I love you,

Annie