Desolation

And from black comes contrast, the birth of light.  It will never be appreciated more than by someone who has suffered the darkness alone.

I have traveled that path, my Friend. You've penned it perfectly from the epicenter of abandonment.

❤

The light and the dark both find their home in me. Thank you for your empathy on this write Ahavati <3

If ever i found
a more profound
and apt
title!

yes.

black.

the truth. when there was no light(that needs fuel and eventually runs out and gives way) back to black.

the expression
was deep in its impact
and that has everything to do
with your delivery dear Poetess!!
no not taking anything away from the subject itself either!

peace and tranquility
your way!

Thank you for your kind remarks cold_fusion, I value you greatly my friend =)

So simple and so complex. You've shone light into that darkness with this perfectly titled and expressed piece, lovely Nightbird. And doesn't it sometimes feel that darkness will swallow us whole? It's the sparks of light that get us through. Keep an eye out for the sparks.

...Willow

I love your thoughts here sister, I will seek those sparks of light when they are present =) Thank you for your encouragement Willow!

See the dark, the black - give it a name - like light or bright and point and laugh at it. I once painted a room black, and when I got fed up with it I painted it white - it took about seven coats but it ultimately became white, we can turn black to white - all we need is love and rose coloured glasses :-)))))

Lots of Love and Hugs sweetie <3 <3 <3

This is an excellent suggestion, and a great story to relate to your message - really paints the picture =P

An appreciation for light is only ever true if you've truly experienced that of the dark.
Beautifully captured <3

And appreciation for the light I do hold ever moreso. Thank you for sharing such wise observations Sophie.