17 March

On to other matters where one often fears to tread, where the darkest light shines brightly, eternally, and where it is said that woeful happenings are ripe and traps are set to lead one astray from a centered course, a destiny laid out in pebbles of gold.

But do not confuse the issues now at hand, for fear and evil co-exist only where a vacuum spans in time and space to fill the void, in ignorance, of a lack of love.

The darkest light is thus akin to the hottest flame, white by contrast to the embers burning of familiar name. It is, in fact, a blessing to be found on such a path where the purest source of light that shines emanates from one’s own cast. Do not forget the value of a single light at dusk, nor the journey light must take from star to earth so fast. Glow just like the glow worm and inch your way ahead, become a beacon in the cold to aid another weak.

And when at peak of strength take a journey bold, dive within the depths of darkness that is you, and come out beaming broadly, and know you’ve passed the test; to be confronted with yourself is a mighty quest.

Balance is what makes a scale of measure obsolete, and so, as you blend the black and white and overcome defeat, the fear that has belittled all you need to do, a colourless hue will rise from feet to rest atop of you.

And one fine day, not so far hence, when you have eyes anew, this colour will be visible, a spectrum and a view wondrous to behold, and not so foreign as it seems; a homage to your efforts made to gleam.