Light

Master Ximena is standing very still without speaking.  She is holding up a lantern.  We are in a dark cave.  There is another person holding another lantern, dimmer, for it is farther down the tunnel.  I am looking for the way out.  I cannot recognize the light.  I look down another passageway, dark as can be, for light.  I get frustrated and confused.  I look up.  I look under rocks.  I speak to the spiders.  They chatter with friendliness but are blind.  Finally I look for Master Ximena.  She is there where she has been all this time.  Her messages are not confused; they are clear.  And I begin my journey out.