Inauguration

A light, this drop of sun fell, washing the darkness from the incomplete, taking away what never was and giving what could never be. Putting motion in the void of growing, sewing choice in the mind's fabric, hiding stones left to turn, the glow did all these things. But while light was casted upon all shadows formed beneath they're being, made by sun but void of light, never real but existant still. Dormant below they lied in wait to walk in the glow they'd never feel, to try and learn to grow and be the same as those who bathed in light.