Through Dark

Citizen of the Night
In this static darkness, my thoughts are concentrated on a distant source of light. I do not know what it is but it comforts me. Maybe, even I hold something for it, something important which keeps it there. We hang in this emptiness looking at each other- the more I stare at it, the more I learn from it and the more I remember. And then I recognize this bright dot as an old friend of my race, hope personified, the friend who instilled the same feeling of warmth in countless men like me who traveled in such long and lonely nights.

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