A little love story

found at topwalls.net
found at topwalls.net

“Here I came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning. ” ~ Pablo Neruda

Once upon a time, a great and terrible darkness came. There is no why. It just did. It wove itself slowly into a robe with a long long thread of tangled injuries and fears gathered from the farthest edges of many lives in many worlds. And when the robe was heavy enough with sorrow, it fell and settled on a path…on a traveler.

Light attempted a rescue. But it could not get through. And so all around the great darkness lay bits of shattered rainbows…little shards of little suns and little moons and little stars exhausted, flickering like the delicate wings of injured forest fairies.

Prayers for help were needed…and uttered. They were many, and all the same:

“Please, please…pride, sorrow and fear…leave for a moment, allow an oversight for just one moment, so that tenderness can find an opening and pass through.”

But the darkness was so very dark and so very heavy. And so just like the light, the prayers bounced off it like delicate little birds hitting a wall. There was no opening. And tenderness could not pass.

Yet it had to pass.

One day, a god appeared. There is no why. He just did. And he was asked simply, without doubt or expectation to remove the darkness. He did not answer, but walked slowly around its edges. And he did not remove it. Instead, the darkness shattered in half…not so that light could get through, but so that the traveler could emerge and be free. Without a soul to overcome, the darkness was just another tired robe soaked in old, powerless sorrows.

“How did you do that?” he was asked.

He smiled. “Did you not see the wave that came and broke the darkness? Surely you know that in the end, because of love, tenderness shall always break through”.

A moment of relief, of knowing and yet, of hesitation. “But why does it always break through?” he was asked once again.

His eyes were beautiful with blue certainty like the sea. “Because there is no other way.”

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