I read this months back while waiting out a snowstorm in the BYU bookstore, and have thought about it more or less daily since then. Yesterday this showed up on Pinterest and I thought about it all over again. Light and love. I think that might be an essay but I am feeling too disjointed to connect all the dots. Alight. Enlightened. Moonlight, candlelight, firelight, flame-bright. Holding a torch and hearts on fire.