The fact that the nights longer here in the northern hemisphere may have something to do with it. I am not really ready for winter, but here it is, ready or not. I also find the simple poetry of the words pleasing. I have an image of standing in a shower of light, surrounded by night, my head lifted to its source.
"In your light we see light." We see light in the dark as well though, don't we? In fact, in the depths of night even the smallest light is visible - witness the stars. So what does the psalmist mean by suggesting that we see light in the light of the Divine? Maybe when we are in Divine light, we see the light more clearly, or in a different way. When we go from darkness to light we blink a bit, shielding our eyes until they adapt. I wonder if we can adapt to divine light. If we stand in it long enough can we look into its brightness? When we move out of it do we then stumble about, unable to see until our eyes adapt again? Can we adapt to the thick of night?
It could be that these words struck me because in difficult times I have sometimes found myself suddenly, unexpectedly blindsided by joy. Perhaps you have had a similar experience. It's a bit disconcerting, isn't it? It is so startling it can seem as though we have stepped into a different, more sacred reality. Maybe centuries ago, this poet and psalmist had the same experience. Stumbling about unable to see, then suddenly dazzled, bathed in light, lifting his head to find the Source that sees night shining as the day.