JPPDZZZZZZZ RAPZ THE LITTLE LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS

In the heart of the night, where shadows dance,
There glows a little light, a fleeting chance.
Amidst the darkness, it softly gleams,
A beacon of hope, beyond all dreams.

In the stillness of the moon’s soft glow,
It whispers secrets only the night may know.
A spark of light in the vast expanse,
Guiding lost souls in a mystic dance.

Through the veil of time, it shines so bright,
A tiny flame in the endless night.
In the depths of despair, it softly sings,
Of forgotten joys and new beginnings.

Oh, little light in the darkness deep,
In your gentle glow, our souls do keep.
A flicker of hope, a guiding spark,
Leading us through the shadows dark.

So let us follow where you may lead,
To realms of wonder, where hearts are freed.
The little light in the darkness, so fair,
Guiding us with love and tender care.

In the tapestry of night, where dreams unfold,
The little light in the darkness, a story untold.
It weaves through the stars, a celestial art,
Guiding us home, to the depths of the heart.

Through trials and tribulations, it shines on,
A steadfast presence, from dusk till dawn.
In the vast unknown, it lights the way,
A reminder that hope will never sway.

So cherish the little light in the darkness deep,
For in its glow, our souls do keep.
A beacon of love, a guiding star,
Leading us home, no matter how far.

Jon Paul Patrick Doherty

Once upon a time, in a whimsical world not so far away, there existed a little light that danced merrily in the dark. This little light, named Lumina, was no ordinary glow but a magical spark that had a mind of its own.

Lumina lived in the Enchanted Forest, where the trees whispered secrets and the flowers sang sweet melodies. Every night, when the moon rose high in the sky, Lumina would emerge from its hiding spot and illuminate the forest with its warm, golden light.

One fateful evening, as Lumina was flitting about, it stumbled upon a lost traveler named Elara. Elara was a young girl with a heart full of dreams and a head full of wonder. She had wandered into the Enchanted Forest seeking answers to questions she didn't even know how to ask.

Lumina, sensing Elara's confusion and fear, floated gently towards her and cast a soft glow around her. Elara's eyes widened in amazement as she beheld the little light in the dark, its radiance filling her with a sense of peace and comfort.

"Who are you?" Elara asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I am Lumina, the Keeper of Light," the little light replied, its voice like a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. "I guide lost souls and illuminate paths unseen. Will you come with me on a wondrous adventure through the Enchanted Forest?"

Without hesitation, Elara nodded, her heart brimming with excitement. Hand in hand, they set off into the depths of the forest, where the trees swayed in time with their footsteps and the stars twinkled in approval.

Together, Lumina and Elara embarked on a journey of discovery and friendship, encountering magical creatures and enchanting sights along the way. They danced with fireflies, listened to the songs of the nightingales, and marveled at the beauty of the moonlit meadows.

As dawn approached and the first light of day began to filter through the trees, Elara knew that her time with Lumina was coming to an end. With a heavy heart, she turned to the little light in the dark and said, "Thank you for showing me the wonders of this world. I will never forget our time together."

Lumina smiled, its glow softening into a warm embrace. "Remember, Elara, that even in the darkest of times, there is always a little light to guide you. Trust in the magic of theLumina smiled, its glow softening into a warm embrace. “Remember, Elara, that even in the darkest of times, there is always a little light to guide you. Trust in the magic of the world around you, and you will never truly be lost.”

With those parting words, Lumina bid Elara farewell, its light fading into the dawn. Elara watched as the little light in the dark vanished, leaving behind a sense of wonder and gratitude in her heart.

As Elara made her way out of the Enchanted Forest, she carried with her the memories of her wondrous adventure with Lumina. From that day on, whenever she felt lost or afraid, she would close her eyes and remember the gentle glow of the little light that had illuminated her path.

And so, the tale of Elara and Lumina, the little light in the dark, became a legend in the Enchanted Forest, a story of friendship, magic, and the enduring power of light in even the deepest darkness.

Jon Paul Patrick Doherty