Feb 07 2009
Darkfall
Holy men tell us life is a mystery. They embrace that concept happily. But some mysteries bite and bark and come to get you in the dark.
A rain of shadows, a storm, a squall, daylight retreats; night swallows all! If good is bright, if evil is gloom, high evil walls the world in it’s tomb. Now comes the end, the drear, Darkfall.
Darkness devours every shining day. Darkness demands and always has its way. Darkness claims the day and celebrates. Sometimes in silence darkness comes. Sometimes with a gleeful banging of drums.
We can embrace love; it’s not too late. Why do we sleep, instead with hate. Belief requires no suspension to see that Hell is our invention. We make Hell real, we stroke its fires. And in its flames our hopeexpires. Heaven, too, is merely our creation. We can grant ourselves our own salvation. All that’s required is imagination. Dean Koontz.
Life is a gift, let’s always remember this and love, not hate. Time is to short for what if’’s and regrets. Live today as if it were your last and love today more than yesterday!
