The presence of light has such power. It can illuminate or bind us.
Darkness shreds in the presence of even a single flame.
It sets a mood and tells a story.
It’s an element that shouts volumes, with just a whispered presence.
Light is energy. Without it, growth is impossible.
Nature has a way of reclaiming what man uses and then forgets.
It doesn’t see our castoffs as no longer needed, it knows that it’s all still a part of the matter making up this world.
We can’t separate it out.
As nature reclaims its own pieces from the aftermath of us, it has its own stories to tell us.
Will we take the time to read them?
Stones remember, even when understanding is lost and history is forgotten.
©2021 Mary Grace van der Kroef
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