Stumbling over something, the sounds of my feet crashing on the forest flooring echoing through my head. I slip, catch myself and continue.
Where am I going? Everything looks the same. Shadows wrap around me like a cold blanket of night. I can’t see a thing. My head is spinning. My heart beat racing to the beating crash of my feet. Where am I going? Am I even slowing?
Out of the night shines the day. I beam of light to brighten my way. A sprinkle of hope. A spark of light that I almost pass by. And I begin to cry.
Finding light in dark places.