Fear in the dark

Christmas Volume

I’m afraid of the dark,
I step towards the light.
There – I know –
I’m home.
The light filtering through
is the sweet joy of my
human consciousness.
I love myself.
I’m in love with
the person I am.
I’m stepping towards eternity.
Each trembling, shining
moment takes me closer
to fulfilment.
Gratefulness is stretching my chest.
The blood in my heart
is the blood
of a stubborn,
stone-hard
heart.

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