What is this sparkle I see?
Lighting up my eyes,
In the darkest night in the
Darkest skies.
The sparkle be bright and the
Center hits my pupil,
It blinds me to my despair,
The sparkle is no longer bright,
But black, black as the night,
The skies are no longer the
Darkest,
But rather the lightest.
What myths are these that make
Such things true?
The color black and the anti-color white?
These are questions the sparkles
Answer,
Not with its light, not with its
Dance,
But with its glow.
Go back to main page