Silent as Light

Light is silent.  It floods in, chasing away the darkness without a sound.  It is in the light that we can see what were so afraid of.  And in the light, we can see that we had nothing to be afraid of.

Dawn may come up like thunder, but it is by sitting in the silence of the light we can see ourselves as we really are.

Its been a while since I attended to my writing.  It has also been a while since I picked up my camera.  Seems other things moved across my portion of the sun like clouds gathering before a storm or the moon during a lunar eclipse.  This does not mean nothing was going on.  I was percolating, waiting to emerge once again, to return to my intentions.  It was in silence I think I have once again found my voice.

Stand back.  The light is beginning shine through once again.  And it feels warm, it feels good.

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