by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
Darkness and Light
had a fight
as to whom knew each better than the other.
Darkness seemed to know so much
of the world,
who hates who, and each,
how much;
and how the past was better,
and the future bleak,
and how Light's open book
was so obvious and weak.
Darkness, it seemed clear,
had many advantages here,
as Light had no place to hide;
the Sun shines on the newborn babe,
and warms with quiet dignity;
but nakedness revealed
is devoid of pride.
"Darkness," Light started,
"I only know of you what you show to me,
and I can't see far from the shore
into your black pond;
But if you don't take joy in life's beginnings,
your youth, my friend, is gone."
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an observer and listener of the music of life. Where I find cadence, I find my interest and passion directed. It can be sound, light, smell, or purely an experience of thought. The sky, the sea, the mountains, and the machines that allow me to explore those places draw my attention, and give me serenity.
Last updated May 06, 2016