The world is a scary place with scary people doing very scary things. Sometimes these people are our elected (or is that erected) leaders and sometimes these people are our neighbours.
It is dark sometimes. Or at least, my eyes can not perceive it.
But for all that fright, there is still hope. There is still love and happiness. There is still a clever turn of phrase or a shy smile. There is still a warm spring day with doves cooing in the morning. There is still laughter. There is still a child's hug.
Tonight, in a tiny greek orthodox church near here, at midnight the priest will light a candle in a darkend space and the people will rush to light their own candles from the first one in a symbolic gesture of keeping the darkness at bay for a little while longer.
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