Imagine
Imagine you’re in a dark forest.
It’s pitch-black.
The tangle of vegetation a prohibition.
Above you the Light is shining. You know it, but you can’t see it; the canopy is so thick, nothing gets through.
There could be people around you, but you’d never know; the darkness is complete. Whether its truth or a lie,
you feel alone …
isolated.
You’re standing in the middle of an immense, dense, aggressive landscape …
lost.
A whisper wraps around you and makes its way in; travelling the highway of your nerves, beating in time with your heart, pumping life through your petrified body.
Sleep wanes
Vitality wakens
Darkness dissolves
Awareness stirs
The wall of your heart cracks as liquid Light – thick, warm, golden – seeps through.
The Whisper finds voice,
A current of hope arcs the void and joy sparks, and more…
Verification
Justification
Vindication
Two halves of the world–faith and reality–have aligned with an audible and tangible jolt.
What you have always believed is confirmed; the Light lives.
Doubt had struggled with your desire to seek truth.
Critical, common belief had lulled you into the rut.
But now you know.
The Whisper flows,
Looking around …
Hope is smothered
Joy extinguished
New found faith falters
How?
Despite the Light coursing through your veins, a complete barrier of darkness surrounds you.
Light on the inside will not show the way.
Doubt descends, fear floods, and sorrow saps your joy.
The Whisper invites,
Captivating. Compelling. Challenging.
What to do?
Choice …
Step into the unknown tantalised by truth
OR
Remain in the dark, but now, stripped of ignorant bliss?
Yet you know… you know that after tasting the Light and experiencing what is good,
You can’t go back.
You have to move forward.
To move is to live, to stay is to die.
The Whisper repeats,
“Trust my Light”
Convicted. Considered. Calmed…
Choice …
You step out.
Scales fall
Shade lightens
The scene explodes
Your hungry eyes feed on pinpricks of Light punctuating the darkness now streaked with grey; pulsating stars in the sea of night.
Stumbling, desperate to move, meet and merge,
You draw into the Light pulsing
only …
one …
pace …
in front.
The Whisper soothes,
Confidence growing, eyes grounded, and mind set,
You place one foot forward.
One step at a time you meld into the realm of Light contained in the space…
one …
pace …
in front.
As the Presence swells along the path you find a rhythm;
left then right then left.
Despite the barrage along the way, you find the rhyme;
right then left then right.
The pattern of peace on the path resonates;
left then right then left.
The Whisper smiles,
Jarring movement snares your attention.
Within the shadows hands beckon, voices bewitch, and memories beguile,
“Come home”.
Your rhythm dissolves
Your focus shifts
You court consideration
You justify your thoughts, give credence to your desires, and scaffold the lies.
Choice.
You seep back into the dark.
The Whisper is silent.
Imagine a dark forest.
Above you the sun is shining, you know it, but you can’t see it.
It’s a lie, but you feel all alone; isolated.
You are lost.
A whisper wraps around you and makes its way in.
The wound in your heart heals, as liquid Light – thick, warm, golden – seeps through.
The Whisper finds voice,
“Step into my Light”
So powerful! This one resonated deeply for me.
Thanks for sharing Lee. Glad you liked it.