The Light doesn’t fight,
Resist, run or hide from the dark,
It merely shines through it,
Providing knowledge, wisdom,
Awareness and options.
Never demanding, pushing,
Begging, manipulating
Or controlling the dark.
So where is Light’s power?
…The simplistic bravery of
Standing in the light
of awareness,
When things really get clear,
Change happens…
Like a pot about to boil,
A bucket stuffed to overflowing,
Or a balloon filled to capacity,
Ready to burst…
Change happens when we
Can no longer bear to deny
What was once hidden in the dark…
And so we become the Light.
And that is how Light conquers darkness,
Simply being and revealing itself,
With its soft, yet persistent, (not cruel) glow,
Only feels cruel to those,
Not yet ready to come out of hiding,
To face the Light…
Not yet,
Ready,
for a C h a N g e.
by gilda patricia
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