because we have felt the darkness creeping or else sweeping through our aching bones
lungs filling with a smoke that chokes brain swelling or swirling with the blackest storm
raging or else crying silently dying killing the light once shone so bright inside our souls
because we have seen the darkest nights during the sunrise because waking up is sometimes the hardest thing because just existing is a labor of love
the soul ties and love lines engraved in our war-torn faces
the gray hairs of work and thought each one losing color as we try and try
hands dry cracked like a desert stinging, even, with the pain of the day
because because because our darkness must be the cause
NOW we know the weight of the world not by genuine experience no we do not ourselves touch the deepest pains live the hardest lives
but it seems for just one moment we've felt all of the dark rise like midnight in our eyes
BECAUSE of this we feel, now in each other we see we know just how deep all pain can go
just how high just how long just how wide
and that those reaches are not too far for the light
NEVER TOO FAR for the light
and we may have power to grasp
just how wide just how long just how high just how deep
there is love and light for us
who once knew and, even now, know the might of the dark can now show the might of the light
our lives now a labor of love that by one drop of waking up of showing up of the given up we might shine just enough
the one drop may be enough
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