Light reveals without a whip
it shows and does not shame;
its task is not to scorch the eye
but teach the world in warmth
To wield it well is sacred work—
turn lamps toward the path
not into faces just to blind
the ones who walk beside you
Truth needs courage never cruelty
clarity without contempt;
a beam that guides the traveler
is better than a glare
Practice this the way dawn does—
arriving kind and patient;
the ethics of the light is love
and seeing made humane