What am I?

The Provider of Light, The Provider of Love
The Guidance of the Lost, the Voice of the Silenced
The River of Tears that flows to its own rhythm
The Symphony of a Great Collision that went overlooked
In the search for help, I travel the path that never ends
Where life concludes & only true peace begins

If I told you a flower bloomed in the dark, would you trust it?
Not knowing its background or the contents within
would you still desire to become its friend?
Appealing to the eye but will it appeal to your mind?
Will it blossom after its showered in the rain
or slowly begin to die out overtime?
There’s a mystery beyond its image but are you willing to explore
the roots of its foundation to see where the journey leads
Either you discover a path of something magical
or it leads you down a path of regret & misery
a twist of fate or fairytale ending