..... but, in the dark, light, however weak, flickers somehow (though we know not its source- it matters not) and robs the night of its complete control-
we might fumble but would not fall and that's consolation enough.
If we have faith in the light it would brighter glow as it is in direct conversation with us---and does know where our hearts yearn to go while darkness lurks nearby but is powerless in limbo.
Each heart is a candle waiting to be kindled even a droplet of light-dust will set it aflame.
Even in the darkest night there is a light, however weak to guide and befriend you are you that person who lives in the light?
* inspired by a conversation with Rita Kane--a fellow-writer in HP