Sight

Wild rains speak to greater things. I heard often silken words laced with honey was meant to cushion the blow. We spoke with many beings of light who helped us learn and grow. I belong to my own self and no one else. Can you imagine dancing with shadows, I entering into the darkness and became a being of light. They thought destruction would be our end but in our turmoil we found ourselves whole within. We abound with unyielding radiance. Our Brilliance grows with each moment of existence, I am the light spoke our brother. I have been in the darkness but I became a beacon of sight.