I see you, standing so humble in the light of success.
Yet this very gleam can also be blinding.
You only see the shadows left behind,
hiding in the crevices of your imperfections.
Deeper
             and
                     deeper you descend,
until your glorious light is a mere dot in the distance.
And in that horrid pit you forget that you belonged
not in the shadows, but in your own brilliance.
Extending my hand, I call down to you,
"Climb back to the wonderful glimmer that you see in the distance."




But from below you shake your head, seemingly content in your darkness,
believing you are unworthy of the light that you yourself created.
Inwardly I weep, to see how you've forsaken yourself, thinking the light is mine,
It is not!
and never shall I rest, until you climb out to see your own wonder...............

Even now.... I remain awake..... quest unfinished.... soul tiring..... but....
              Continue
                               I  
                                  must.
And so I shall.