In the Beginning God Said Light by Mary Szybist

and there was light.
Now God says, Give them a little theatrical lighting

and they’re happy,
and we are. So many of us

dressing each morning, testing
endless combinations, becoming in our mirrors

more ourselves, imagining,
in an entrance, the ecstatic

weight of human eyes.
Now that the sun is sheering

toward us, what is left
but to let it close in

for our close-up? Let us really feel
how good it feels

to be still in it, making
every kind of self that can be

looked at. God, did you make us
to be your bright accomplices?

God, here are our shining spines.
Let there be no more dreams of being

more than a beginning.
Let it be

that to be is to be
backlit, and then to be only that light.

omm:

How was I resentful?

How was I selfish?

How was I dishonest?

How was I afraid?

Do I owe an apology?

What have I wrongly kept secret?

Was I unkind (i.e cruel, harsh, unfeeling)?

Was I unloving (i.e. cold, unresponsive, indifferent)?

What could I have done better?

Was I thinking of myself most of the time?

Was I thinking of what I could do for others?

Was I thinking what I could pack into the stream of life?

Who did I help today?

What did I accomplish today?

What am I grateful for today?

Who needs my prayers today?