“Leave the Light On”

Am I that strong
To carry on?
I might change your life
I might save my world
Could you save me?
And all of your weight
All you dream
Falls on me it falls on me
And your beautiful sky
The light you bring
Falls on me, it falls on me
“Falls on Me”- Fuel
“Leave the light on,
Keep the door open”
Angel, “I am ready to receive the light”
What nights are nights of light?
What nights are nights of dark?
“Turn the light off,
Shut the door”
It’s too much. The disparity between the light and the dark.
Is there a way to turn it off? At what moment can we decide, it’s too much light? It’s too dark. Open the door. Turn the hall light on, please.
A toe touches the floor. A little one tiptoes down the hall. He thinks, “there has to be someone who can comfort me. I’m scared and lonely. I need the light to make me feel better.”
“Dearest little one, I will never leave you. I will give you light when you need it. I will open the door when you are ready to leave.
Little one, I can darken the room so you can rest. When the light is too much, too bright, too blinding, I will bring back the dark. If you want a door to close, I will close it.
Take heed, I will give you the light and the dark. I will prepare you, little one, to have enough faith to manage and maneuver both. Your faith in an open door will keep you strong. Your faith in the white light will give you hope.”
The little one sleepily walks down the hall to his warm bed. She tucks him in, kisses his forehead and snuggles close. His porcelain blue eyes drift into blissful dreams.
The angel caresses his back and drifts to turn off the light and shut the door. He knows she will be back tomorrow. Tomorrow, he will want the light and the open door. She will be waiting, next to him, with faith and hope wrapped in his blanket, ready to give him what he needs.
“Sleep well, little one, until tomorrow. All of your light, falls on me.”
Love and Light, M

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