Little birds & the golden light

Noon
Light unblinking,
time empty of minutes,
a bird stopped short in air.

Later
Light flung down,
the pillars awake
and, without moving, dance.

Full Sun
The time is transparent:
even if the bird is invisible,
let us see the color of his song.

Octavio Paz, 1914-1998

❤

Light,
warm and heavy as pure gold
and angels sing softly
to the new-born babe.

Edward Esch