When I lay there
in darkness
with shadows coming through
without my glasses I can see
all the shades of grey, soft
superimposing thought.
My day slides by gently,
I give thanks for the darkness
absense of distinction
anything goes
but especially anxiety and stress
on soft feet of night sounds
leaving me peacefully.
I love the darkness
to me it is strength in truth
for you know yourself in the dark
blindness understands
darkness can be peace.
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