The Dark.....

I read this as a note in the Novelization of Star Wars: Episode 3 and it just resounded with me and reminded me of why I fight for the light........but that the dark is strong.

The dark is generous...

Its first gift is concealment: our true faces lie in the dark beneath our skins, our true hearts remain shadowed deeper still. But the greatest concealment lies not in protecting our secret truths, but in hiding those truths of others.
The dark protects us from what we dare not know...

Its second gift is comforting illusion: the ease of gentle dreams in night's embrace, the beauty that imagination brings to what would repel day's harsh light. But the greatest of its comforts is the illusion that the dark is temporary: that every night brings a new day. Because it is day that is temporary.

Day is the illusion...

Its third gift is the light itself: as days are defined by the nights that divide them, stars by the infinite blackness through which the wheel, the dark embraces the light, and brings it forth from the center of its own self.
With each victory of the light, it is dark that wins...

The dark is generous, and it is patient...

It is the dark that seeds cruelty into justice, that drips contempt into compassion, that poisons love with grains of doubt. The dark can be patient because the slightest drop of rain will cause those seeds to sprout. The rain will come, and the seeds will sprout, for the dark is the soil in which they grow, and it is the clouds above them, and it waits behind the star that gives them light.

The dark's patience is infinite...

Eventually, even star's burn out...

The dark is generous, it is patient, and it always wins...

It always wins because it is everywhere. It is in the wood that burns, it is in the kettle that sits on the fire, it is under your chair, and under your table, it is under the sheets on your bed. Walk in the midday sun and the dark is with you, attatched to the soles of your feet.

The brightest light casts the darkest shadow...

The dark is generous, it is patient, and it always wins- but in the heart of its strenght lies weakness: one lone candle can hold it back.

Love is more than a candle...

Love can ignite stars...