Darkness; the word to numerous human means melancholy, villainy, and bleakness. But ponder does it really mean this? To me darkness means resurrection, splendor, and tranquility. The sun goes down bearing its exhilaration, glow, and tenderness with it, but when the moon energies that exhilaration turns into peacefulness and that tenderness into splendor. The dark allows the splendor of our universe to radiate through. Every night the universe is sketched in the sky making it even more lustrous than the sun ever could be. The moon enables you to gaze upon its splendor unlike the sun that prohibits your eyes upon it. The moon greets you with benevolent moon light kisses. The stars enclose you like a sympathetic embrace. Even without the moon and the stars, darkness is a thing to admire. It allows you to use your imagination freely, giving you a bare canvas to paint upon. It purges you of the trepidation events of this world and allows you to numb your mind. Darkness allows you to fabricate a world of your own. A world that you desire. Darkness allows you an existence filled with no distress. Darkness is your friends, lover, comforter.
