There is a light.
There is a darkness.
There is a healing.
There is a hurt.
These are the truths.
There is a twilight.
There is a comfortable.
These are the compromises.
Life brings with it terrible mountains...
Life summons trenches to break apart the earth below,
But life also builds bridges and ropes.
Sometimes we simply do not give forth the effort.
Sometimes we do not think.
Sometimes we do not try.
And that is when those pits pull us into the darkness...
That is when those mountains choke our air away...
That is when the comfortable becomes agony...
That is when the immeasurable darkness crushes the beams of purest light.
But effort is a beautiful thing.
For with it,
That is when the trench seems sealed...
That is when the mountain is only a fleck of dust...
That is when the comfortable is glowing with delight...
That is when the light folds us in its warm, immeasurable pureness.
When we have accomplished the ability to simply "try".