I could see the light. The light whispered to me, ‘Be with me and stop cursing the darkness’.
Darkness shattered all my hopes and it built a lonely exile. Now, light pierced into me, inch by inch. Crackling, groaning, weeping. The womb of infinite quenched the shunned.
I wiped the tears off. I should dream. I should seek an echo. I started the voyage.
A new year, 2008!
- And God said, Let there be light: and there was light.
- And God saw the light, that it was good: and God divided the light from the darkness.