Dense, opaque tendrils curl, clutch me captive. I wither in the cruel confines of this grasp.
When suddenly, inexplicably, the darkness reels back upon itself, cringing.
Light flung like glitter, gleaming like oil on water, unveils the secret of this murky prison cell. The mystery of the darkness – myriad colors warped, bound so densely as to obscure their luminosity. Light, like water in paint, expands the colors, like galaxies flowing into a universe.
Hope flares. With surprised, eager cry, wings flutter furiously and soar past this trembling, crackling transition. A tender strand of light lures onward, upward.
Released on currents of light, I fly to you.
7 thoughts on “Into the Light”
Lovely post, sublime image, crafted with and through great insight and wisdom, very big thank you for sharing, sincere regards, Barry
I am so encouraged by your comment Barry. It feels risky and vulnerable to share the experiences of dark and lonely places, but the reward is feeling connected to other human beings and hoping to encourage someone else in their journey.
I really love this one. When will it be for sale. 🙂
I’m totally honored that you would ask Diane! I’m actually entering this one in a contest and have to hold onto the original on the far-off chance that it would win. But maybe I should make some giclee or digital prints of it? Giclee prints are highest-quality and would probably run (an estimate) about $90 for a fine art print of the same size as the original. Digital prints are lower quality but also less expensive – probably about $20 for an 8″ x 10″ copy. What do you think?
Beautiful depiction of overcoming despair! Love it!
Colleen, This is beautiful. I’ve also been wanting to tell you how much the poem about dad meant to me. You are amazing!.
Love you lots and lots!
Beautiful, Colleen… thank you for sharing this!