Where comfort ends, something beautiful begins….
Take my hand, let me show you, my friend.
We’ll walk toward the darkness, away from the light;
No longer in daytime, but endless night.
The blackness is haunting, yet clarity cuts through.
You begin to question all you once knew.
At first, hope will falter, and you’ll yearn to run,
Yet you know we can’t go back where we came from.
So you lift up your lantern and dare to ignite,
Exposing the shadows, reclaiming the night.
Your eyes are wide open, you can’t look away,
You embrace the discomfort, and here you will stay.
You no longer seek the safety of ease,
Oxygenated by fear’s cold breeze.
It’s here in the questions, the ache, and the strife,
That you find the answers, the truth, and new life.