And when the darkness
Comes again
There am I
A beacon for you
To find your way
For you are the light
Which made my own life
Bright as a beacon
I am the sun
In a merciless sky
Casting heat shimmers on the endless sand
I am the night
Starless, moonless
An impenetrably dark fortress of isolation
I am too the calm
When the air is a puff of fragrant breeze
And birdsong carries for miles
And I am the earth
Fertile and life-giving
The solid ground underfoot
And I am the light
Illuminating the deepest darkness
Connected to all that is and ever will be
My shadow on the pond
Consumed by the canopy of trees
Ringed by the light blue sky
The reflections smooth and steady
Upon a surface of euclidian perfection
In this shroud
Of anonymity
I allow
The self is free
To explore
Deepest edge
Furthest field
Darkest path
So I may
Emerge again
Into light
Lit within
Even the appearance of a rainbow
Cannot dispel the darkness
So I plumb the darkness
Seeking the rainbow within
If I could learn to love myself
Completely
I would no longer want to hate
That kind of inner light is
Impenetrable
Even to hate’s formidable darkness
And the tunnel
Is only the sum of my fears
Confining me
Intricate details
Inlaid in stone walls
Indicate a beauty
And subtlety
Beckoning exploration
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