Even darkness cries for the light sometimes

The light will touch it gently,

Caressing it’s grays into orange and it’s black into pink

The light watches the transfusion

The dark and light become one,

Shadows slink away under trees and behind fences

The light wins for a day

All is jolly and bright

Until shadows waken

The light begs for release

Pleasantness has lost it’s joy

It needs to relax, be less on stage

Darkness comes out of hiding

It caresses the light

Changing it’s yellow to red

And it’s white to purple

Until the dark wins

The light seeping into a small orb and distant flickers

The light and dark are companions

Friends, Enemies

But always dependent

On the others return