At the heart of summer’s delight among playful ignorance, the sun shines no more
The darkness that follows is met first with anxiety, then with trepidation
Thoughts of the masses immediately descend into chaos and questions without answers are formulated and then quickly dismissed
Practical concerns for sustenance and safety are obsessed as heaven’s gate opens and closes
Staring into the heart of the abyss, a chosen few observe a beacon of light confined within the night
It is for this very moment that they have been preparing
Dream weavers construct an emerald bridge to ferry the hopes of the faithful
They courageously navigate the torrent waters of rage, fear and distress to emerge on the horizon of a new dawn, the precipice of a new genesis
Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi
MMXVI