To forgive the unforgivable
To carry on as if nothing's wrong
Though you have too much on your mind
And a mountain on each shoulder
To push through the storm
Because you know the calm is waiting
Like a creature of nature who hibernates during the long and cold winter months
Until the warmth of the sun is felt
The ice slowly decays
Invisibly cocoon yourself from all that is around you
And know that better is to come
Better is on its way
Pay no attention to the shadows
For that is what they are ... Mere shadows
The more you look at them ... The taller they grow
Cast luminosity and it shall terminate their existence
For the dark can not exist in the light
But the light of Love will banish all darkness

Answers float,
never heard, never seen.

Outside the boat
where no man has been.

They wait for a question
to hook them aboard.

Unless asked with intention,
they will always be ignored.

So begin the quest
of childlike curiosity.

The truth will impress,
giving new luminosity.

Liquid luminosity ejected upon the translucent
unoccupied remnants of what lingered
before it, slithering unto the restrained echoes
oxidizing its reach as all was ash in its grasp.

Dimness could be seen lingering aloft and saw
the violation it was perpetrating on the innocence
of obscurity below luminosity was eager to assert
even in a time of its slumber it transgresses outwards.

So the dimness that saw its brethren's plight did venture
in vapoured lingering and more came to the calling and
before long the moons gaze slowly became a figment
of it yearning, wanting to bleed the night into a florescent haze.

The stars were bathed in a void of silence and all that permeated
before was held to account, and so the moon shone upon a
blanket of unyielding fortitude to keep its time of obscurity
safe from the prying moon and it slumbered once again in peace.