No, I’m not crazy, I’m gifted
Gifted by god gifted by goddess
To see things others don’t see
To hear things others don’t hear
I used to see darkness and darkness only
I was very afraid
Afraid of the world
The world full of shadows that reach out and grab
The world full of cries of those in pain
The world where chaos and destruction reign.
My eyesight has gotten stronger
Now I see light too
The light in the dark
The dark in the light
The lessons that come from a terrible fright
That is easy, to see the light in the dark
The dark in the light
Now that is trickier
A convenient meal for you
Is a life of torture for another
That is some dark in the light.
But the light that I see that others cannot
Is simply the light of the trees on solstice night
Is simply the angels embodied and light
Is simply the heat from the sun on a dark winter’s day
The light is more subtle
It doesn’t jump out and scare
It knocks on your door and asks gently, you there?
The power of dark is fleeting though strong
And the power of light is that it’s there all along.
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