When you’re walking in the dark 

Sometimes the only respite available 

Is a tiny sliver of light 

So far away

So faint 

Barely enough to see your own hand 

In front of your face.

The darkness still shrouds

It still calls your name with 

Disturbing familiarity

Where doubt feels more concrete 

Than truth ever did,

The light a forgotten luxury.

Yet tonight this star persists-

It’s not quite the sun 

Not quite the moon 

But it is light nonetheless.

You may not get all the answers 

You’re looking for 

But it might be enough 

To remind you

That the darkness is not all there is.

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