Take my hand my dear.
Together we will fly through the stars of the night soar through the shadows and darkness that clouds the mind.
Keep your eye open, do not dare blink.
Feel my hands, finger pulling forth the veil that separates the world of dreams.
Yet heed my warning love, this path is not without trial.
You can expect to see countless demons of the night.
You may be forced to gaze into the faces of the past, faces twisted and contorted by memory.
Beyond the fear of the unexplained… sifting through madness of one’s own thoughts.
Forever pushing through the thick webs of toxicity, the outside oppression of one’s own universe.
Just when it seems like darkness shall swallow you whole and forever leave you in the presence of shadows comes a glimmer of hope.
That light is within your heart my dear.
Within each of us, ready to ignite upon a spark if only warmed with the love of one’s own compassion.
It is not always an easy light to find.
I too have seen the dark catacombs of one’s minds and on some days it feels all but impossible.
I too have seen the dark catacombs of one’s minds.
Remember, that even when the pain swells in your heart, consumes the soul to the point of dismantlement please do not ever let go of that precious light of hope.
Expect tears my love.
Tears of joy, tears of agony… tears for everything in between and for those who you never thought to shed again.
Despite the darkness of the universe, let your light provide chariot and balance.
You need not to wonder in the darkness forever only to trust your own vibration.
The light of your heart.