The Hebrew word for light is ‘ohr’, which denotes illumination or an agency capable of administering visibility to an entity, either intrinsically or extrinsically.   The word “Light” appears roughly about 414 times in the Bible with its first appearance in Gen. 1:3. It can be inferred from the transformative syntax of this passage that the world was originally in darkness, void and without form. But the appearance of light was the genesis of a form for the world in its emergence.  Furthermore, in Hebrew, the word “ohr” also means “giving order to something chaotic.” Therefore, when God said let there be Light, beyond illumination, he meant let there be order. With order comes a kingdom-like conceptualization of affairs. The creation of light marked the establishment of a Kingdom; the Kingdom of God!   In John.8.12, Jesus formally announces himself as this light. The Light of the World which attest that Jesus is the true light that has come to give light and order to all mankind.   With this Light, came the dispensation of life that allowed the preceding objects of creation to exist! In fact, this light is defined as life in John.1.4 The divine life we enjoy is made available by the persona of Christ. There can be no other source of God’s divinity to Man except through Him. Jesus is the exclusive source of Man. He is the image of God embodied into the mortal framework of Man.  Rhapsody of Light

Arise, shine, for your light has come, And the glory of your Lord has risen upon you — Isaiah 60 vs 1 Across the face of a new dawn, an orchid blooms in sunlight lustre in a sea of rosewater. & a prism of mutilated light pares the skin of the river. Again, my bones quiver into sonatas—a thread of light stitching my sinews into ribbons. A prayer escapes my lips: dear Lord, keep the sanctuary in my heart burning for you, & a zephyr sweeps embers of grace into my eyes raking the cataracts, a bride of wildflowers colonized by a colony of forsythias. I see it now—the whitened breath scorched of tremor in the shadows, the fingers clasped at the threshold of heaven, the opened windows, & the silhouette of a white dove plummeting. I fall into flight, & it is a rapture that ladders me into a rising rhapsody.  Revelation: I stretch my hands to the skies, & a confetti of goodness drenches me in their opulence. Spirit, lead my feet to walk upon the waters, & not faint. I beckon to your oil-lamp. I, a name folding into the mouth of my God. On the last day, He called light. & I became. & I was light. & I sang glory!

Adesiyan Pelumi