WHEN LIGHT DID NOT EXIST

It was a long time ago. A very long time ago. In the dark. In the night. When light  did not exist. When the world was young. 

Light   on  snow covered ground. It  had never seen  day.

And the birds. They knew light was fleeting. The birds  lived in the dark. They sang  longingly in the night.

In the mist.When light did not exist.  Never more would be.

Rain fell. Leaves fell. In the light that never was.

And we heard the sound of waves. Gently  rushing. Sand  scraping. Sand moving. Invisible feet  washing in the waves.

We lit candles. We remembered the days when there was light. 

But the mist covered us like a shroud. And we waited for it to pass.The sea  fell and rose. And we heard  voices from beyond.

When light did not exist. It lingered. It melted into greyness.

We heard it whisper unknown words. Words that spoke of that which was to come. Words that had no body.

Then the moon turned towards the sun.  In the night that never was. Ashes fell. Ashes  of those who went before.

  Souls reaching.  When Light did not exist. Buried no more.

For that which  once was here. It searched again and again.But it  could not be found. Because  light was here.

  In the one fire that lived. Here in the shadow. When we were young.

It was a very long time ago. When Light did not exist. In the dark. In the  night. When the world was young. And we were young. 

  So very long ago.

Photographs 2020