Emergence Through The Darkness

As I wander in a kind of ethereal daydream, I feel the muscles in the pit of my stomach bunch and feelings of an overiding emotional wave starts to sweep over me, as the rivulets of transparent joy spring forth from their tear duct crevices to embrace a moment of connectedness to joy, humility and wholeness, as the true glory of the energy and spirit is revealed, in a milisecond, which seems like an eternity, as it etches and imprints itself as a reminder of an archetype memory, which was once forgotten and is now, in the instant, filled with a clarity of jubilation, as the light extends itself even further, while the blocks that were placed here, that seemed at first transparent and flimsy, vacillate into an altered perspective, as the they solidify and rejoice in the process, and the journey, from the letters, the words and the thoughts, which appeared empty and vacuous at first and the actions, as the thoughts, solidified into the intentions of universality and the eventual outcome, moment by moment, as all was and is seen for what it truly is, and in the sojourn ,of filling the darkness ,with the light, while embracing the internal darkness, and choosing the light, there will always be moments where the hollowness of the illusion knocks at the door, and as a guest, is invited in to explain itself for what it truly represents, and as the moment becomes many moments, and the explanation grows, there is a solitude in the quietness, as all the alternatives of the darkness are spilled out, and all the variations are laid bare, as the door opens to a light, which fills self, and the external reality, the darkness, stays indoors, expended in it's own reality, as the stride of the seeker becomes bolder, the darkness loses it's oppressive vice like grip and begins to wallow in it's own impotence, relegated to an illusion, where as, the truth and authenticity dance among a sea of colourfull flowers serenaded by all of nature, and finally, the next moment is upon one, seeking other atttributes, presenting new lessons, and as the day ends, the head slowly slides down to the ground and gives thanks, for what has been given and what is to be received with the rising of the sun on the following day.
Blessed be.