The light was growing in the east and he must be on his way.

He could see her face clearly, and realized with a start that the light was growing.

The light was growing, and the sun clear of the horizon.

The light was growing stronger; we had to take some action.

The light on the other side was growing brighter with every step.

Now that the light was growing there were not enough of them to hide her.

When the light grew in intensity, so did the sound.

The light at the window grew stronger, but their eyes were closed.

Night was coming on and the light in the room grew dim.

The light from the open door of the cabin had grown less.