Whirlwind

Born for a life of darkened whirlwind. Where blindness isn’t in the eyes but of the heart and mind. Lack of control to know any better, full of potential to fall behind. Lost alone in the whirlwind of darkness, unaware of the world beyond it, there’s a light that is seen — one that must be reached. It livens the 5 senses and past. To see it, smell it, taste it. To hear it, feel it, and know it— that the whirlwind of darkness swirling inside creating a life of chaos and worry — has a secret — there is more. Run toward the light. At times one must walk, or even lay to rest for a moment — enduring the darkness, the bitterness, the cold and loneliness; but to see the light— to know there’s more, there’s hope and strength that creates its own spark. It energizes, emerges, it’s the passion that one stays alive for. Not the destination nor the final goal — but the passion of bouncing in and out of the bitter darkness knowing you are wise, strong, and oh so powerful. That, that’s what ignites the pride, a spark… a spark that couldn’t be seen — without the darkness.