darkness so ancient, the days could not be counted
since light had touched the world,
for there had been no day since that time.
Only wandering stars and tangled
constellations
to offer guidance
And then, a pale glow across the world
from somewhere above a beacon, a light
not just another high example of purity
a moon which rose quietly from the horizon
and lit the world in white, a light
vaguely familiar
and brilliant.
It cast shadows in the night,
gleaming in eyes that had never seen light
yet the world could not accept the moon as it had the sun
and perhaps hated it for its likeness
and this pristine, alien being
became a symbol
of the night
and the darkness.
And as their contempt for it grew,
the darkness of the Earth
touched that round disk
first a sliver, now a half
the shadow spread
as did their complacency
until the moon was gone
and it was dark again, the stars flickering
Yet it was not the same
for in the light the
world had seen the darkness
and without the light
they saw it still.
And in that night the stars
did not seem splendorous
or able to illuminate as the sun had
as the moon had in its life
for so long they had forgotten the day
but now could not
for dawn was coming.
For in the people was light, there was life
light like a star, like a distant moon
that shown so close like a candle
it came from within them
and burned
and caught
It was a light they had never dreamed of
like a fire they had never felt
and the darkness could not bear
could not hope to fight
fueled by their hope
the hope of morning.
And as their light grew
something familiar crept over the horizon
a great Star, their Star
and in it, the light of the sun, and that of the moon
and all imitations of hope crumbled in the glow
and were replaced
with the genuine.
And somewhere, past the countless worlds
of planets dancing round their stars
upon the limitless horizon
where once was darkness
a brilliance beyond compare
shining,
calling
And planets dying of despair saw their stars fade
fade in the wave filling everything
all the darkness of the universe
could not compare, would not overcome
as the night could not
despair could not
and as the Sun shown
so did the moon
and so did the people
and so did we.
This was absolutely beautiful! I truly enjoyed the flow of this story and the great message behind it! Thanks so much for sharing this with us, Deborah!!