the contribution of darkness
the garden was bright and shining
east of the garden was bleak and hard
nothing outside the garden
art or religion or politics or literature
or love or song or dance or work or death
would be beauty or truth
without the hint of darkness
without the taste of black
nothing
Yes, I see those contrasts all around me, appreciate the lightness of being all the more because of that “hint of darkness.”
joared
May 11, 2006 at 5:22 pm