Poem -

Darkness

~DARKNESS

On the darkest night
that I have ever known
I sat in the darkness all alone.
Dark images
sang darkĀ  mournful songs
whileĀ  I sat in
darkness all alone.

On theĀ  darkest night
that I have ever known
dark voices spoke to me,
"The darkness is beauty and
the beauty of darkness is the night.
"Walk in the darkness
and you shall know the beauty of the darkness of the soul."

On the darkest night I have ever known
as I sat in the darkness all alone
I listened to the darkest words
ever spoken to a soul
calling me to the darkest place
I had never known.
Ā 
On the darkest night that I have ever known
the darkest moon hung low in the sky
while dark snows
rode the chilling winds
into my darkened mind.

On the darkest night that I have ever known
while I sat in darkness all alone,
the dark voices prayed,
"Stay with us in this the darkest place.
Make us your friend and this your home."

On the darkest night that I have ever known
darkness took me up
into the darkest void
where many days I wandered
in the darkest place that I have ever known.

After many days I returned
battered, torn,
weary from
the darkness in my soul.
The sun was brighter.
I was alive.
Renewed with
a fresh passion for life.
The brightest day I have ever known
had begun.
No longer was the darkest night.

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