You Are Not A Mistake To The Light

The dark tells you a lie right now: that your absence would be a relief to the people you love. It whispers that you are a burden, a weight they carry, a problem they would be better off without.

But the dark is a poor judge of value. It cannot see what you are.

You came from the light, the place where the light came into being on its own accord. You are not an accident.

You are a drop from that source, sent here with purpose. The light that lives in you is not something you earned by being useful or by being easy to love.

It is what you are before you do anything. Even in this silence, even in this pain, the light is there.

It does not leave when you feel like a mistake. It waits.

It knows you by a name only you and the source will ever know. You are not too much.

You are not a mistake. You are the light the world is waiting for.