Thursday, April 29, 2010

The tunnel

I was excited to head into the tunnel. Here was a secret passage way...a short cut. I had friends who invited me to check it out before the rest of the group. I thought it sounded cool...literally. It was out of the sunshine and thick heat of the day. Count me in!

And as we headed in, I felt the cool, but also the dankness of the tunnel. Hmmm... No problem, right? It felt funny walking on the wetness of the concrete, but I was busy enjoying the escape from the heat and checking out the tunnel. And then I started to look around. The walls were dingy, but it wasn't where I was staying, so I kept going.

Further in, it started to feel eerie. There were big sections of wall that were barred up with big iron gates. Behind them were areas where people could hide. I almost wanted to stop and look, but I kept going. I didn't want to be in the tunnel anymore. Where is that proverbial light?

But I couldn't see it. I knew it was there. The light...the exit into the was there. It had to be, but I still wondered.

And as I stand in the tunnel, I want to sit down. I'm tired, but it's dank, and the air is humid and still. I know I must keep going...the light is is...


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