Define Your Light

Since the beginning of your days, I have been there, ready, willing, and able to illuminate the way. I have shed light on both new love and new hate. I have showed, with uncanny clarity, your graces and faults. At times, perhaps, you hated me for the honesty I displayed. Still, you could never deny it. Sometimes, you would shut me out .... pretending if you turned away from me or turned me off, the truth would vanish as well. You were wrong. The truth is always there, whether you are ready to see it or not. The truth does not vanish with a switch nor does it succumb to petulant whines. The truth is eternal.

There was a promise within our truth, an understanding that with recognition of faults would come acceptance and forgiveness. There was a promise of respect and loveliness. It was a promise of grace without conditions. This most innocent, delicate of promises held within its iron clasp a luxurious freedom never tasted before. It promised you an enchanting release from your prison of shame and the fictitious facade you exposed to your comrades. It promised you salvation.

Now, everything has changed. Nothing is alright. The door has shut, the windows are sealed, and the leaks have all been choked. The light has burnt out, and there is no way to excite those lost electrons. They are free from their incandescent bulb, losing themselves in long streams of smoke that act as the herald of a new fate. They are off, prepared to lose themselves in some other matter. Perhaps one where their excitement and energy will be appreciated for what it is: One that is endearing in its capacity to endure.