Ode To Darkness

 Ode to Darkness
 
You have existed 
since the beginning 
of time
and for too many years
and to too many minds
have been
misunderstood
 
The wind sings
And the 
leaves beat
upon the ground.
My mind
is left numb,
the tears
upon my heart
are left
undone.
A vision of white,
the light at 
the end,
I struggle
to fight.
Screaming 
in the wind
and whispers
from the leaves
ring in my ears
and the tinging
in my fingers
and grabbing
at my ankles
lingers even longer.
 
Darkness
surrounds me.
My senses are
blurred.
But the darkness
is beautiful
truly beautiful.
 
Fear
Is the device
that devours
the euphoria
of the 
peacefulness
of the darkness.
Fear
is only
in our minds
loud and clear
from far
and near.
Fear
is a paradox,
an affliction 
of diction.
Its connotation:
a dark sensation.
But its origin,
of no solid
foundation.
Fear is made 
from the wreckage
upon the heart,
and our fights
to reach the light
we believe
is at the end
of the darkness.
But darkness, 
Is beautiful,
for darkness
brings beauty 
from the 
footsteps 
on the pavement
and the whispers
of the leaves
and the beating
of the branches
and the singing 
of the wind.
 
The air
is full
of music.
When I look
for this music
I hear it 
loud and clear
It brings my day
Peace.
When others 
come upon this
darkness
they are frightened
not by what
they find
in the darkness
but by what 
they find
in themselves.
 
Darkness
I love you
I admire you
and every night
I look forward
to you.
To your comfort
to your love
and to your
promise
of bringing me 
a mind at ease
feelings at rest
and the way 
you heal
my aching heart.
 
Darkness 
Is not the 
enemy
it is not
scary
it is not the 
broken window pane
in the dead 
of winter
nor the thunder
of a storm.
Darkness
Is the sanctity
of life
a blessing
from the heavens
it is the sun
rising to shine 
light over fear.
When I 
find myself
in darkness,
darkness 
overwhelms
any fear
and every
weakness
Darkness
Is the calm
before the storm.
Darkness is
the beauty
of life.

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