There will always be sorrow. It's is the light of joy that dims its shadowy nights, yet it will always be there lying next to you looking into your eyes, the depth of your soul naked. Then it shall caress the sweetness of your spirit, spread a tint of darkness onto a bland white canvas until it becomes a sky filled with dark and the essence of your soul the stars. Truth is the creation of the universe is like the creation of yourself..bits of you cluster in emptiness. Yet it is the emptiness that makes those very bits shine brighter in contrast .
There will be sorrow and that's how I know I exist and my existence has no tomorrow for it is now that I shall live, not in the empty shadows of yesterday nor the foggy shapes of another day but with clarity that today the sun shall rise and sink. The waves shall ebb ever so gently and touch the shore, a sweetness in their greeting. The sky shall mirror the world's eternal soul . The divine spirit shall only exist in the fable of now..
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The Darkness in us
PoetryThe eye is blind for it can't truly see..but words are not for sight..they're the truth behind thee.. All copyrights reserved
