Let’s take a moment to address our joy, grief and all the mixed feelings, and reassure ourselves that “Life Goes On” and eventually things will fall into place. This would cease too, just like a storm, perhaps this storm is just something that finds treachery in the depth of our dismal selves only to sever it. Maybe we all along anticipated this storm, and now it’s here and will be gone soon enough. But even after it concedes, there will remain trails of its existence.
Is there a way that my words could reach you? I don’t know and I can’t fathom the thought. Seems unreal. You, your presence feels surreal, something not made for the human-kind; but fortunately blessed upon with.
2020 was a juggernaut to say the least, the force so implacable; like a nightmare progressively solidifying, turning into a reality with the tick of the time. Like the upheaval effectuating wreckage and tenaciously setting up the moors ablaze. And as I was drowning into the vastness and darkness of this ocean, I could only find a solitary yet familiar watercraft set sail; that was You (BTS) for me, salvaging all of me, bones and blood together.
Not sure how long it has been, since your music in stellar has unfailingly entrenched its mark on our hearts. Your lyrics are like an ode to the world, that regardless of who we are, and what we identify with, we’re very much the same inside.
Although we shine in our own ways, the light inside us is the same. 2020 might have upturned our lives, but in a distant corner of this darkness there shone a light, illuminating and uplifting with your euphony.
Good and bad days both had me coming back to you. And in the space between those days, your love and healing would resonate with me.
The message that “life goes on” and that like an echo in the forest, those days will come back around again felt like a warm hug that I longed for.
They say beautiful things take time, but it’s you who made me realize that whether or not you find beautiful things, you would definitely in the process find things that are invaluable and even “beautiful” would fail to describe them.
Sometimes when I take a stroll in the night, all by myself, I tip my head to the starry sky and the fragments of my worry seem to dissolve and in that moment my mikrokosmos shines as bright as you.
And your presence, like rain, is a harbinger of ecstasy and a rainbow adorning my blue grey skies.
— Arpi Bhavsar
An ARMY. (India)
Illustration By: Didyousee Kookiesbag
Bhavsar, A. (2021). A beacon of light. The Rhizomatic Revolution Review , (2). https://ther3journal.com/issue-2/a-beacon-of-light
Bhavsar, Arpi. “A Beacon of Light.” The Rhizomatic Revolution Review , no. 2, 2021. https://ther3journal.com/issue-2/a-beacon-of-light.
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