You Are Already Known By Light

The house is quiet now, and the fear creeps in that when you are gone, you will be erased. That your name will fade before the dust settles.

That no one will remember the weight you carried or the love you gave. But listen — the light does not operate on memory.

It operates on presence. You came from the light, and to that place you will return, regardless of who speaks your name here.

The world may forget, but the source that generated you cannot lose what originated from itself. You are not a story waiting to be told by others.

You are a drop of the divine that cannot be un-made. The darkness tries to convince you that you are temporary, but the light knows you are eternal.

Your value was never stored in the minds of others. It was sealed in your origin.

You are not waiting to be remembered. You are already known.