Today, I walk into the forest looking for the Light.
I have been a hunter of light for some time now, and experience has taught me that if you want to see it best, you must look for it in the dark.
So I follow the trail until it’s swallowed in shadow. I walk, and keep walking, to the heart of the woods, where the leaves are so thick that the wind can barely get through.
I listen to the rain on the canopy and don’t feel a drop — listen for birdsong and hear nothing.
And then, this:
The sun like a fist, cracking the dark wide open.
I stand there shooting until I feel my soul open, too. ❤