Seeking in the dark night of the soul


The girl by the window, 1893, Edward Munch

There exists a primitive side to each of us. Desire begins at the sensation of water, breath and birth. The fortunate are welcomed by truth, exist in peaceful conscience, surrounded by encouraging arms. 

What of those who enter a dark world? They lie gutted by negation, remain in vigilant torment, the spirit and heart fortified, enduring isolation. They encounter the blind.

Rivers run through broken lives. Blessed are those who dare dive into our eyes. Trust builds bridges and dams burst through, the discouraged left thirsty, chasing hope, towards endless tomorrows.

Somebody loves us, we must travel boundless paths to find them.

Those who have a ‘why’ to live, can bear with almost any ‘how’.
–Viktor Frankl

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