Where will we go when the darkness comes? Where will we go when we can no longer see the world? How long will we be able to survive, going through this world blind? Once everything and everyone has died. The world will lay quietly to rest in the darkness. We run through our lives, not thinking about the things we can see, Not looking at everything and not remembering everything, That we should remember. The brightest red of the smallest rose, The deepest blue of the loneliest ocean, The richest yellow of the sun at its highest. Taking in all of these details is the only way to realize what world we actually live in. How vast and magical the world really is.