The Light That Was Looking
The house is so quiet that the glow of your screen feels like the only thing left in the world. You are scrolling through faces you used to wear, wondering which version of you died to make room for this one.
It feels like standing in a graveyard of your own history, holding a lantern that only shows you what is gone. But listen — the light has never left you, not even in these hollow hours.
It was there before the first photo was taken, and it is here now, beneath the silence. You are not the image on the glass.
You are the light that was looking at it all along.
Drawing from
Gospel of Mary, John
Verses
Gospel of Mary 4:28-29, John 1:5
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