The Light Is Already Here Tonight

The sun is setting, and the quiet of the house turns your mind toward the math you cannot solve. You catch yourself counting the years, subtracting the pain, calculating what is left if they never get better.

It is a heavy arithmetic, and it steals the breath from your lungs. But the light does not live in the future you are trying to predict.

It lives in the room where you are sitting right now. There is a tender mercy that rises like the dawn, not to show you the end of the story, but to guide your feet into the path of peace for just this evening.

You do not need to know the total sum to be held in the moment. The light is not waiting for the healing to arrive before it loves you.

It is already here, in the exhale, in the dark, in the not-knowing. Stop counting the cost of a tomorrow that hasn't happened.

The love you need for the rest of your life is already sufficient for tonight.