Journey To The Light

Learning at a young age how to hide, not to show our true colours, never

opening up

Becoming frozen in the depths of a never ending winter, a flower ever

dormant

Existing without purpose, finding new ways to avoid exhibiting that their

is life within

Never feeling warmth, always avoiding the changing of the seasons

In an ice age, never envisioning the new life that will accompany spring

Warm winds occasionally appear from without causing an unwanted thaw in

the ice

Always the breeze is discontinued for there is a cunning, baffling,

powerful magic at work

The threat of completely losing touch with the warmth is finally too much

for many of the wastes' inhabitants

Fighting free of the magic hold they begin their journey to a warmer

climate

The road is long and treacherous, however as the days get warmer their

spirits are lightened

The light and warmth bring about changes in the wanderers, they begin to

experience new sensations

Some are grateful for the new found feelings, but they are foreign

causing others to fear them

Those that are afraid are overcome, they will go no further, satisfied

with the old ways they cease the expedition

The new settlers forget what the old ways will bring about if they tarry

to long

Saddened by the loss of their comrades the remaining travellers continue

their journey only stopping to rest

More settle along the way fearing to go further, however many will

continue, having become aware of the consequences

Those that continue realize that the journey has no end only brief

respite, lest they tire and cannot continue

The expedition becomes a lonely one, each finds their own path, however

the rewards are great and they continue

Heartened by the light they know lies ahead and their new found strength

they endure

Perhaps some day they will encounter the light and the journey will end,

none of them can say for sure

Douglas A. Walker

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