After Light Comes Darkness

...And Light is never to return.

Between the bloodied cirrus clouds,

The Sun drew its first golden breath,

The sequin Stars blinked away,

The Moon humbly rolled beneath the skyline.

Out came the orange,

And painted the sky with a colored haze.

Then came purple, pink, yellow then blue,

As the grass was set ablaze.

Between each crevice and corner,

Was a small dab of Light.

Darkness nary stayed,

As the light took over.

There was no time to sulk,

To think once more, or regret.

For when Light shone its colors upon you,

All that has wrecked shall be forgotten.

And soon will Light show

All the good in the world.

It will rid you of the bad,

Introduce a better tomorrow.

But if Light

Stayed forever,

Perhaps we will never know

What was bad to begin with.

Perhaps Light would be our enemy,

Rather than Light's absence.

For Light never showed us

What "No Light" meant.

So we would come to fear Light,

And Light would come to shun us.

We would fear the whole world,

And nothing would console us.

But then Darkness would arrive,

Alas, Light would soon depart.

And then Darkness would save us all.

And the night would surely comfort us.

Author's Note

Trying prose poems...

Reviews

[Malister Mikey]

Very well written I enjoyed reading this piece, light and dark opposites though one can not exist without the other. Good Write

[Kringefest]

Thank you so much. It's very true.

[Malister Mikey]

You're very welcome

[Rob Santana]

A magickal piece you've created. Such a soothing poem to read. Thanks for sharing.

[Kringefest]

And thank you for reading! I appreciate it. (:

[Kayja Symphious]

This is an interesting twist, on the age old idea of a new dawn, and I liked it.

[Kringefest]

Thank you (: Your review is much obliged!