Return to Spirit

Fly to the stars, my little one.
Sail through an ocean of rich cobalt blue.
Though your arms may ache from rowing
through twinkling beacons drifting
in mysterious waters about you,
and you may tire of the darkness that surrounds you.
Do not lose hope.
Look to the future blazing in the distance.
Look to the beauty of the moon that shines
with a soft, silvery, light.
Night is not a thing to be feared.
It is a stepping-stone, a small path on the greater road,
A journey to a temple of tolerance and knowledge.
Do not be troubled by the pounding attacks of chaotic meteors
Or the swirling clouds of cosmic dust that may cover your way.
Remember the light.
Time, is but a frame of mind.
It has no beginning and knows no end.
A moment does not last for all eternity
unless you choose to hold it tight inside your heart.
Do not fear the enclosing darkness that consumes your eyes.
It will pass and soon be filled with a new more brilliant light.


*To the kind soul who gave me the gift of a paid account: I truly and sincerely appreciate your kindness. Thank you.