Light was never meant to fight darkness.
It was meant to be.
So for the first time,
I rested.
No glowing. No revealing.
No burning shadows.
Just presence.
And the darkness,
expecting battle—
> Folded into itself and asked,
"Can I rest too?"
Light was never meant to fight darkness.
It was meant to be.
So for the first time,
I rested.
No glowing. No revealing.
No burning shadows.
Just presence.
And the darkness,
expecting battle—
> Folded into itself and asked,
"Can I rest too?"