“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark;
the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”
― Plato
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“why is it”
wonders the man
looking up at the stars
frolicking over the mountain
“that we are so afraid”
“why do we have to hide our heads in ignorance
In fear of knowledge
In fear of change
In fear,
yes, even of love?”
“why when God calls us forward
to the ‘new thing’
the new gift
we scurry like rats back to the dark squalor in which we
have
for so long lived?”
“how many of the sins of this world
how much oppression
how much hate
how much death
comes because in fear we are still stumbling around in the
dark?”
and as the stars danced
he remembered a star
the star
and reached out
as if to pluck it from the sky
and hold it in his hand
as if to hold it in his heart
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