the light that failed

What is in a word? I guess that depends on how you read it. Words capture emotions, express ideas, rdflect ambitions. Words give life to a soul, like music and art. Spilling forth things locked away long ago within us. The words we use can be a light for us, or not. They can come from a well of hope, or the pit of despair. They can fail us, or we can fail them.
I used to write all the time. Usually some bs or another. Words spilled out from me unforced. Good or bad they came from me. They held joy and light at least for me. Sometimes I shared them, most times I didn't. They were my light first, get your own.
Then one day it stopped coming. The joy receded and my heart seemed to stop caring. The words were there, but the light was gone. I stopped seeing those words as anything more to me than words. They had no feeling, no emotion, no life. They were black and white, pen on paper. My light had failed.
We all have a light inside. It is anything that we put out total self into, whether hidden or seen. It may be all we have and what drives us. Maybe its faith, or music, or art. Maybe its the face and heart of god poured out by us and through us. And maybe we never know its all we have. Maybe we are the light that fails. The things that we pour out, words music art actions, their light is a reflection of what we are. We are the light they reflect. When our works stop, when our hopes and dreams stop, its because the light they reflected failed. My words didn't fail me. My dreams and hopes never failed me, I failed them. Now I have to live up to them again and be the light worth reflecting.

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