Endless Dark Roads

April 25th, 2025

I have a memory of an endless road lined with lights.

Beyond those glass bulbs and the fading glow of that light.

Is darkness vast and everywhere.

Yet I do not fear this darkness.

It is full of potential.

Endless measures of imagination and possibilities surround me.

Why would I fear the dark?

It allows me to fill it with my imagination.

And my imagination fills it with hope.