Total isolation, total darkness.
The portal is cracked open, a slight ray of light shines through.
Oh, sadistic warden.
Curse you for dangling hope before me.
Playing me for an ass, you move the carrot just as I attempt to grasp.
Rather total darkness, than this insidious ray of hope.
One damn ray will not allow me to again be warmed by the sun.
I languish in my cell as my appeal rests before the High Court.
The Judge appears indifferent as I dine on a roach for my sustanence.
Is it indiffierence, or is His Justice somehow embodied in my scurrying dinner?
As I crunch upon this morsal,
His Justice flows into my dental interstices as a holandaise sauce.
Is his Honour at play, infusing His Existence willy-nilly into randomness?
Perhaps, yet I thank Him for His Benevolence as I eat my multi-legged meal.
Am I insane?
Probably craziness caused by darkness.
Yes I am grateful for these guts in my throat even as I know kings are feasting.
Perhaps the ray of light is not so invidious.
It is warmer to me than the sun is to kings.
I have no form or comeliness that men should look at me.
Yet if one man would look, I would perceive in that glimpse the beauty of the universe.
Yes, this simple ray is a blessing, not a curse.
For one taste of the triple Sun upon my tongue is ample sustenance to burn fire in my bones for eternity.