Thoughts of the Bright

This portion of the night is reserved for myself and the venting of my soul. No one is allowed to dictate my thoughts, my pencil, and tell me that my adversities are asleep. I alone stand and look into the future of the dark. I shine my own light towards the direction I wish to travel. Dark times are the brightest path to walk when your focus is a step by step discovery of who you truly are. Why be afraid of the shadows? Why let the next step into the unknown cause a tremble in the heart, anxiety and become a shaking? Who said fear might win, only the ones who stand still in the shadows and have stopped trying.

I think there is a place inside that all road lead to the soul. Who lives in the corners of your mind? Who’s thought are you listening too? I don’t have the answers for the many but I can take a step towards someone lost and alone and share with then the light from my candle and I can offer them a place of warmth next to my fire, but why do some choose the cold? Has mankind wronged them in a way that doctors can not heal? Has a lost loved one caused such a great sorrow that life has left their heart or perhaps depression is a strong man holding them in the slump. I don’t have the answers. So I cry standing next to there dismay with am out stretched hand called love.

I choose daily to get up, smile and drink coffee. Trips to the bathroom are all a part of the great design that man must follow. Each day we can think both about the pains or the hopes, and both play a part in life that brings balance. In all the wondering of the thoughts of man has selfishness become the most dominate? I say no when the fallen soldier is carried by a brother and a broken heart is touched once more by love. Today I say to myself, keep smiling when you toes are slammed into the bed post and hold your tongue when the violent pick a fight, but I say to those who oppress love will always conquer and light will outlast the dark.