5.30.12 Shadow's Defeat

It starts as a whisper.  High above the horizon.

Light like a candle, small and harmless.  I like it.

Then it grows.  Reaching into crevices and corners.  Reaching across my forest.

Reaching into my soul.

Every defect, every self inflicted scar showed red and vivid before the light.

I pull away, tears burning my face.

                Leave me leave me leave me! Take your light away!!

It grows brighter.  Now I see for all my efforts, this is what I could not do.

It’s dangerous.  Terrifying.

It lights the world from ground to sky. And tears the scars from my soul.