One step in front of the other.
The darkness is absolute.
You can feel the sand curl between your toes,
soft grainy, strange.
One step in front of the other.
You have no sense of where you’re going,
no knowledge of what lies ahead.
Only the press of your foot into formless void.
Only the sound of your breathe.
You walk on faith,
Trusting that the direction you’re heading is the right one.
One step in front of the other.
The blackness swallows your vision.
Still, you keep moving.
Your throat is dry.
Your legs ache with each step.
You press on.
Your left leg begins to wobble,
Unsteady beneath you.
Your throat burns.
Your stomach growls, low and sharp.
Your right eye sags.
Exhaustion hangs from your bones,
You stumble.
But you don’t stop.
Then in the distance,
A flicker of light.
Faint, distant,
It calls to you.
Your eyes widen.
Your knees straightens with something like strength.
Your arm reaches forward,
Wrist turned in the direction of the glow.
You stagger towards it,
Moving like a sleep deprived shadow,
Drawn by a force you cannot name.
The hunger,
The thrist,
The ache,
None of it matters now.
The uncertainty fades,
Consumed by the pull of the light.
It has revealed itself to you,
And now you must follow.
Nothing else matters.
Nothing else exists.
Only the light.