From Darkness


In darkness there are other senses. The sounds of renewal, feelings, defenses. Light can be found among the black. Light is a power that keeps coming back. Breaking the barriers at break-neck speeds, killing the void like an unkempt weed. The gloom of the deep can send hairs on edge. This unknown murk gathers grime and dredge. But this is not a story of the sad. No, rather a tale of the glad, a quest for the light we so graciously had. This light makes all things known, all things shown, gives flight to things once flown. This beautiful thing makes a songbird sing, instead of cling, it spreads it’s wing…then the next and soon it soars, above the oceans and above the shores. This once dark place has seen new light, giving flight to fright, sunrise to night.

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