THE LIGHT WITHIN!!!

A dark streak hurtles its way through the night-shrouded sky.Darker it is than the bejewelled heavens as it cleaves its way through the murky clouds,Lancing its way towards the rounded globe of the earth.Inside this flame of darkness lies an infinite aura of light,Pulsing with a deep abiding fire, it roars in an agelessly silent voice,And ceaselessly tears at the fabric of the darkness within which it is entombed.Flickering within the heart of this light, is a blood red nebulous, surrounded by wings of darkness and tinged with an argent glow.And as this amber nebulous flickers and pulse,The Lance of Darkness which plummets to the earth seems to expand and grow--taking on a disparate life --And as life flows within, a soft keening, reminiscent of iron wings cutting gravid air, issues forth from the darkness,A mournful sound it is, filled with loneliness and loss.
And that sharp keening whistle is like a siren call,
Possessing a haunting melody of sadness and despair, it wings forth to encompass and surround the Earth.
And so it is that a surge rips through the body of the Earth in great waves of undulating fury.
And as the undulations become increasingly agitated,
A soft glow forms and arrows towards the Lance of Darkness.
Shooting forth from the Earth, it cups the dark flow in warm hands of desire.
And as Dark Seduction meets the hands of desire,
An argent flame is kindled blazing bright!
And the rage of this fire burns and decimates the streak of darkness.
And the mournful keening is sundered, dying within the folds of that argent blaze.
And the light which lies within the shell of darkness slowly issues forth.
For the darkness of despair has given birth to hope and happiness.
And the heart of liquid fire, that amber nebulous, raises bloodied hands,
And revel in the argent glow, like one who is clasped in a lovers embrace.
But the darkness does not so easily disperse...

A tiny kernel which had evaded the searing heat of the argent flame,
Darts a finger of pur, to lance into the amber heart of light.
Like a viper, the fangs of darkness drips deadly venom into the nebulous.
And the stirring of darkness reveals a new heart, birthed within that blood-red amber glow.
So it is that the argent flame tries in vain to reach and rend that heart of darkness from within the bosom of the nebulous.
But it can never do so in fear of destroying the nebulous itself.
And a Dance of Balance is enacted.And the Viper of Despair, instead of cloaking has nestled within the bosom of Hope and Happiness,Feeding off of its essence...But the argent flame keeps the darkness from totally consuming the heart.You are that flame,And your presenceKeeps the loneliness...Keeps the darkness...... AT BAY....
Richard ‘Poetikz’ Burton
April/'94