I’m glad that I woke up this morning for my dreams tried to steal my dreams; despair, my hope; darkness, my light.
I was glad to hear the howling wind and the pelting rain. The shadows of my room were familiar and safe.
The dawning of the day cleared away all that was masked by subconscious clamour and order returned.
What happens in darkness will be revealed in light. And we will know the lie.