Darkness.

Black, cold, unwelcoming shadows of the past.

Glowing, illuminating, driving away the cruel blackness.

A light, bright, glowing, hope.
Hope for a better tomorrow, hope to make it to the next day.

Light spreads like white paint across a black canvas of memories.

Do you remember?

Do I remember?

I remember hope, I remember light.
I remember shadows, the land, a sunset of orange, and purple clouds across a darkening sky.
A cherry blossom tree, with hundreds upon millions of pink colored petals, sprouting and striving to live. Then blown away, off to new heights, by the smallest whisper of a breeze.

A petal dancing in the whispering wind, Alone, together. Together alone.

A shadow darts across the sky, a-

It's a bird.

Quiet Erin, she's telling a detailed story.

Whatever.

Will you two shut up? Thanks.

-Ahem- Anyway...

A shadow darts across the sky, is it a bird?
Yes.
No.

Okay fine it is a bird. But it symbolises-
It's a bird.
QUIET!
-symbolises the darkness of life.
Despair.

Despair is within all of us.
But so is hope.