The lights come with the season;
Basic, More, Extraordinary.
Each year there is a new story;
Time, Effort, Exhaustion.
Their beauty inspires;
Wonder, Intrigue, Awe.
In the end;
Hope, Love, Contentment.
If only for the moment.
Light
Shadows
Everywhere I go it is lurking behind me, never allowing me to be
Alone.
It does not give me strength
It does not give me fear
If only there was a way to outrun it,
I cannot escape it mentally.
The weight of it continually grows,
I will not give in and live in the darkness.
The Light
The light is where I truly belong.
~A
*Photograph “Shadows of the White Night” Shalora
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