where the light will not come on
and a hand holding mine down,
is the definition of a scary nightmare.
Now, I am left to ponder what this means,
what it portends for me?
I believe in the dance of opposites,
the dueling swashbuckling sword clashing
paradox battle. Was I being called upon
to remember that I am wholly capable
of conquering the darkness? For, if it is
truly the light, the intense light I seek,
then I must confront all areas of my life,
where the darkness dwells. Like the all
consuming tiger in dream fable-
I must embrace the frightening darkness,
and find that in a snap, my own fingers banish
all darkness, so that now I am blessed
to bask in the sweet light- salvaged
from the darkness conquered.