Thursday, January 26, 2006

I Seek Thee, O! Light

There was light, there was vigor, there was passion. It was all there, but there was light. Not blinding, hurting, flashing, erratic light, but the soothing, guiding, leading, enlightening light. A light that carried you forward in her arms, tender, caring, smiling, benevolent, patronizing, illuminating. A light that egged you on, that gave you strength, the strength to carry on when you were tired, when your feet were sore, your eyes drooping, your head falling. A light that promised never to fade, to persevere, to accompany you, to fight with you, to burn for you, to burn with you, to make way for you, to clear away every trace, every carcass of burden that you carried, to singe away the corpse of dead hopes, to incinerate the lead in your heart. A light, a fire that vowed to ignite a passion in you, to emblazon a flicker of hope, to kindle a soft ray of trail, to be the flame of your aspirations, your hopes, your concerns, your desires, your stance, your virtues, your love, your principles, an everlasting flame.

That light came from within, from within your soul, my soul, our soul. That light is fading. That light is receding.

I seek thee, O! Light. I call upon thee. Do not betray when you are most needed. I plead your attention to your own voice. Do you not hear your own words in the still of the air, the dead of the night, the flutter of wings, the trembling of leaves? Do you not see your need when I kick that stone in despair? Do you not hear me when I cry hoarse? Are you not compelled to come to your own abode when darkness threatens to take over? Is it not incentive enough that lest you turn back and make haste, all shall be lost? All for which we conspired. All that has come to pass, all that has transpired was your will as much as it was mine. O! Light, come. Come, and shine from my eyes, from the sparkle of a tear, in jubilance of a life lived. Lived on our own terms. Come. I shall wait till you relent. Come. I shall wait and not resent. Come. As in the past, to the present. Come. A part of you resides in me. I summon thee for thy own sake. Come.