The Unknown

We are curious beings. We inexorably seek the light of knowledge. The warmth it provides to our infatuated heart. The rush of power it gives to our weak mind.

The light that warms our heart also blinds us to the shadow that lurks beneath it. Deep and dark shadow of the unknown. The unknown that scares us. Our mind assures us that our survival is tied to the light.

Like a moth that is drawn to a flame that kills it.

The glare of light shrivels the spirit in situ. The spirit seeks to move forward and meet the shadow. For when it meets the shadow, the unknown is there no more. We realize that the spirit carries its own light. It enlightens everything it touches.

Known is finite, the unknown infinite.

It seeks you.