The souls of people, on their way to Earth-life, pass through a room full of lights; each takes a taper--often only a spark--to guide it in the dim country of this world. But some souls, by rare fortune, are detained longer--and have time to grab a handful of tapers, which they weave into a torch.
These are the torch-bearers of humanity-- it's poets, seers, and saints, who lead and lift the race out of darkness, toward the light. They are the law- givers and saviors, the light-bringers, way-showers and truth -tellers, and without them, humanity would lose its way in the dark.”
I Am A Light In The Darkness
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