The Light Runs Toward The Real You
The house is quiet, but the noise inside your head is deafening. You are terrified that if you stop performing, the love stops too.
That the mask is the only thing holding the relationship together. But listen — the light does not love a performance.
It loves the root. The father saw his son while he was still covered in filth, still rehearsing a speech he never got to finish.
He ran. Before the apology.
Before the change. The light runs toward the real you, not the polished version.
You are known completely, and you are loved anyway. The act is not the anchor.
You are.
Drawing from
Luke, Gospel of Mary
Verses
Luke 15:20, Gospel of Mary 4:28-29
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