The Beauty of the Dark.

Most look at the light, they see sun, and clouds, rainbows and happiness. Their the small minded ones, the ones who can't figure out the world, they lack something that keeps this world alive, imagination. When I look into a shadow, I don't fear it, I crave to know why we have them, why do we need them, what secrets do they keep? It's the same with people, everyone admires those who are light hearted, but I adore the one who lives in the dark, the beauty of the dark, is him.