From Darkness

The tunnel was draughty and nothing showed through the crisp darkness. Just thoughts of images. Throughout it felt similarly hopeless with no sign of an end to it.

As I legged through section after section they were all the same with no light to lead the way.

The sweat built in the mild air and as I searched, agitated, blind, I became more and more lost.

I returned the way I arrived. It was inevitable.

 

An hour or more had passed.

 

Still there was no light and, though I cast temptation before me, the shroud endured.

Nothing was there but the smell of emptiness and the drip, drip, drip of incessant damp unsuitability.

 

 

Others came and left. They had found the light and went on their way.

 

 

Then a glimmer and with it protection, warmth, comfort.

 

Safety.

It grew more clear and as it came closer - brightness.

It began to illuminate all around and the day burst open.

I knelt in the glow and as I reached out to touch it - a diamond. Beautifully cut and glintling in the light.

I had stepped into the open and now I could see.