The darkness grows and the veils of the world cover the light of the heart. Then, the view of beauty dims. But as the heart is polished and the veils thin, beauty reappears.
For the one who holds to darkness, and keeps from this light; who stores the disease and poverty of being and spreads it through the world; beauty is out of sight for this one.
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Sinking into the depths
away from the light, darkness hides That Which IS. Spiraling, it it countered by the Light of Love. One thousand darkened caverns can be lit by one sun. Be not a storer of darkness; for at each stage the choice is to another level of light. Beauty abounds and grows without end. |