Heads neatly tucked inside ourselves. Denial is our enemy; distractions are our downfall. We are soldiers neatly lined in formation, blindly following those whose heads are buried even deeper than our own. Where can we find light in this never-ending shade? It starts with a simple question. I steal furtive glances among my associates and find a few open eyes staring back. I see a question mark form in each pupil. A subtle glimmer emerges in each iris – kindling. It becomes clear that once the question is asked and the eye is opened, there is no turning back. The kindling ignites. Time to break rank!
dVerse Prosery: Finding the Light hosted by Merrill.
“Where can we find light in this never-ending shade?” from Amanda Gorman, “The Hill We Climb”
JJJ Interactive Books 
An intriguing, enigmatic piece! But yes, once the question is asked those who have their eyes closed or heads buried may stir and even seek answers.
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Thank you, Merril! 😊
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You’re welcome! ☺️
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You can never guide anyone by giving answers, you have to start with that question.
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Beautiful 😍
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Thank you, Sadje!😊
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You’re welcome
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Deeply psychological piece about freedom…even revolution, a fascinating write..
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Thank you! 😊
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Jennifer, I love those question mark kindlings. It’s more important than ever to understand we are not alone in this mess we find ourselves in.
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Thank you, Lisa! 😊
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You’re welcome 🙂
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