What's as dark as night without a moon, in deepest part of you? It steals your hope and makes you sulk, in the deepest pit of Doom. What could be so desperately deserting, and so very depressing? Could despair be as utterly void of life that it literally sucks it out of you? I think you know as well as I, for nothing can be so absolute as this and yet...could a light be the liberating factor? Could it shine so bright, illuminate the darkness in it's entirety? True! But to what name can we give such purity? What form does it take? If darkness is despair...so bitter...so cold, what then is this new found joy? I know...I have always known just as you know now...What happiness indeed? Why, the gift of Hope, of course! For this alone brings the present to today, and leaves the past in yesterday. And where shall we go if not forward?