This Present Darkness

(a work in progress by k.ginnings)

The darkness surrounds.
Squelching the clean air and forcing us to gasp for breath.
As my lungs grow heavy grasping for life,
I see something in the distance.
Seen far away then suddenly ever-present.
It's presence is familiar and yet forgotten like a long-lost friend.
It bears a light that illuminates the darkness.
A gentle wind blows... reminding me, peacefully pushing me,
Not to stop the darkness or fight it,
But rather to take the wind, the light (that is now illuminating all of me)
And offer it. Carefully urging the wind to gently caress the darkest of faces.

It is those faces in the darkness that the light seems to be drawn to.
Slowly enrapturing them; illuminating the path in front of and behind them,
Revealing the only real life hidden in the darkness.
These dark creatures seem to fore-go the light and stumble in the darkness.
There needn't be this aimless wandering,
But that is the way of the darkness.

The light leads the dark creatures unknowingly to some good.
Their hedonistic minds partake richly and enjoy,
All the while forgetting it was the light that led them to good and created good.

The light leads them to pain, hoping that they will then seek and find the healing and good that the light so deeply desires.
Yet it is here, that these dark creatures allow themselves to be even more enveloped in the darkness, forgetting the good the light has just offered them.

The darkness encroaches upon the light, hoping to put out the small glimmer of illumination,
Yet it is here, in this war of darkness and light, that the winner has already been declared.
For it is in the darkness that the power of light is made greater.

Suddenly the light grows, illuminating something greater.
For the creatures who chose to follow the Light, who forsook the darkness and loved the Light, are partaking of something greater than had ever been experienced in the small glimmers of light in the darkness.
The life and vitality of the creatures given to the Light are exerting everything,
all they have is given to the creator of the Light.
For the battle has been won and the Darkness flees in the brilliance of the Light.

The creatures, light and dark, realize the world once enveloped in darkness has been revealed to the beholder and all are in awe of the Creator of Light.
Nothing is hidden, all is revealed and all the while the Light was wooing and drawing the creatures to itself... it is realized that all along, the darkness was merely a place to make the light seem brighter.

For it is in contrast that light is clearer and brighter...

it is in the darkness that the power of the Light is greatest.