The light.
Light.
Light allowing us to see what needs to be seen.
Light that shines on what is many times hidden-- mostly by ourselves.
Light on our feet that carry us day by day, step by step, to unknown lands.
No land is the same.
No day or night is equal to the previous one.
Shine a light on that.
Light it up.
A river.
Flows incessantly, driving liters of water down the stream.
Liquid life that touches and licks stones, dirt, grass, and even carries fishes perhaps.
You blink,
gone.
That river is gone.
A river never stops.
A river will not rewind.
A river will follow its course.
An empty stage.
The world.
A breath, a body, a word.
Light and you're seen.
Your the player, the actor, you lead the role.
Life and light.
Unstoppable.
Unbroken.
Perpetual.
The light is yours to find,
yours to live,
yours to honor.
Light on love,
Light on life.
It can only get deeper,
fuller,
truer.
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