A part of me
From time to time
Reckons
“This is what you wanted
All along.
You enjoy the darkness.
Why do you need the light?
You are not a plant,
After all.”
And this is true
To some extent.
I have always
Aligned myself with the moon
More so than the sun.
There is another voice,
A voice of reason,
That reminds me
That even the moon
Relies on the light from the sun
To shine.
“But why do you need to shine?”
I am asked
By the voice in the back of my head.
“The moon would still be the moon
Were it not illuminated.”
A part of me
Finds comfort in knowing
That this is true.
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
Every human is of two visages.
Both are beautiful. But sadly,many regard the inside countenance dark, which is not so. That is the purest.
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You are so spot-on with your analysis… But I would just say, even the darkness is beautiful. I have been spending a considerable amount of time reflecting and meditating on and in total darkness, spaces where no light penetrates. And I find peace in these spaces the same as on sunny days. It is all a matter of perspective and perception.
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Depression before was a disease, depression today is the way of living our life. Right?
Buck up dearest cobber. Darkness has always bern beautiful. It is a halo.
So what is your tragedy?
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I am going to read this as a poem, as a lovely poem that captures more than it immediately reveals… My tragedy is nothing but darker shaded brush stroke on a canvas that will some day be revealed in it’s fullness.
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