By J. Parrish Lewis

 I drove into sunlight
 63 miles an hour
 the Sun’s stare skipped across the heavens
 — a sharp pebble across the stream —
 godrays knowing
 as if knowing and illumination
 were one and the same
 I had to shield my eyes
 and pull down the visor
 but there’s no hiding brilliance
 that truly wants to reach you.