Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing. The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of a child.

I cannot cause light; the most I can do is put myself in the path of its beam. It is possible, in deep space, to sail on solar wind.

sunflakes falling in the sea | Beyond the outer shore

in luce ambulemus

We are fluid, luminous beings made of fibres.

That light travels over the ground, that it pools – that there is a pool of luminescence which is very ephemeral, and which takes a relaxing of Western muscles in the eyes in order to be aware of. That light-streaks come down previous to rain – splitting the air – light-like phosphorescent streaks of … something! That I call light!

In the light of light is the virtù | ‘sunt lumina’ said Erigena Scotus |…| all things that are are light.

Years ago you said. Fundamentally, I am a matter of Light.

Our sun radiates heat and light beyond the farthest planet. And, on the other hand, it moves in a certain fixed direction, drawing with it the planets and their satellites. The thread attaching it to the rest of the universe is doubtless very tenuous. Nevertheless it is along this thread that is transmitted down to the smallest particle of the world in which we live the duration immanent to the whole of the universe.