black-from my book the edge of the creative mind journeying to the center of imagination

black

what is black to me

it is the comfort of darkness that gives birth to our dreams as we sleep

for all things are black in the universe as we look upon the night sky to see....

for light cannot exist without darkness and black is absolute

a diamond was once dark coal so black is beauty to me

it is the beginning of things as well as the end

like a darken grave to a baby's eyes first open to see

it is the unknown as we constantly explore

black is strong like the panther as it stalks its prey on bended knee

black is words of grace as inked upon many books

black is energy,black is intelligence, black is free

black is grace, black is love, it has many forms

so what is black to me?

black is the contours and lines of every earthly face

black is the shadows that follow you to the end of existence

black is from the motherland, the beginning of many a race

so what is black to me?

what isn't black to me?