You will not see the light that you bring, for it is hidden from your eyes

Grandma smiles at her. "The light has not departed from you. Never turn from the knowledge of it, little piece of my heart."

"Oh, let me come to you."

"If you were to come to me, a sliver of light would be absent from the earth. You are sent down into the cold dark world to bring it light, though you are but a reflection. In many times and many places you will not see the light that you bring, for it is hidden from your eyes so that others may receive it."

~ from A CRY OF STONE by Michael O'Brien
A Cry of Stone
By Michael O'Brien