“The Bringer of Light”

Comments · 2 Views

He is a reminder to us: dare, Even if small

“The Bringer of Light”
 
In ancient times when the sky was still dark,
The universe was just a deep darkness.
 
No moon, no stars, no sunlight,
Only the mysterious heartbeat of the Earth.
The crow appeared – not a hero,
 
Just a mischievous, cunning person.
But in his heart was a fire,
Wanting to spread light across the globe.
 
He flew over mountains, waded across rivers,
Sneaked into the heavenly house to hide the East.
Stealed the sun with cunning,
 
Brought to the human world a warm light.
The natives did not call him a rogue,
They called him: “The Creator of All Forms.”
 
Not because he was perfectly bright,
But because he dared to exchange night for dawn.
He is a reminder to us: dare,
Even if small – live like a flying crow.
 
Look for light in the darkness,
And bring hope every morning.
.
.May be a doodle of text
.
 
Comments