09-04-2019, 12:47 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-04-2019, 12:47 AM by Edward Haverston.)
A Candle burns in the darkness.. it's flame gentle casting its warm glow out into the darkest of nights licking away at the abysmal depths that reach for it.
We can sit and stare into that warm yellowish light for ages and never realize the full truth of what it truly means to have that candle.
It is a tether... an anchor if you will. The very object of which provides light in the darkness. Hope in despair. Something we all yearn for, desire for but for so many never find.
I do not know how oft I have sat by candlelight studying for the answer in some archaic manuscript.. some feverish words of a man consumed by which they scrawl upon tattered parchment.
Words and letters ciphered upon page after page... with so little meaning but to find that one burning glimpse at what we seek...
It is what everyone seeks in some fashion.
"I will be your candle in the darkness..."
Perhaps the answer as to why we are here... lays closer at hand then we ever imagined...
We can sit and stare into that warm yellowish light for ages and never realize the full truth of what it truly means to have that candle.
It is a tether... an anchor if you will. The very object of which provides light in the darkness. Hope in despair. Something we all yearn for, desire for but for so many never find.
I do not know how oft I have sat by candlelight studying for the answer in some archaic manuscript.. some feverish words of a man consumed by which they scrawl upon tattered parchment.
Words and letters ciphered upon page after page... with so little meaning but to find that one burning glimpse at what we seek...
It is what everyone seeks in some fashion.
"I will be your candle in the darkness..."
Perhaps the answer as to why we are here... lays closer at hand then we ever imagined...