Ah, Light.
The warmth and beauty of a brightness of being.
Light invigorates me,
it instills hope into my daily routine.
Light feeds my soul.

I have trouble living in an environment
which is gray,
insipid and dull.

I open the curtains, I open the blinds
(which to me, are a jail cell)
I open my soul.

Without Light,
I am dead. I am black. I am a shell.

Light energizes,
and supports us from the heavens,
and grounds us through the earth.

Finally finding the light in my heart has expanded my world.
At a point where a black sink hole almost swallowed me,
I found inspiration in a shaft of light, called Hope.

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