We’re a half blink from some darkness, and we do our damndest to forget this.
Beauty backlit.
Thanks for this.
You have to love the darkness as you love the light. They don't exist without each other, and neither do we.
You just inspired me with this, and the last line of your unpacking....that loaded question dug right in....
Pitch & Shine
"We need both, don't we, bit of pitch, bit of shine?"
The light in the dark illuminated against the night
The darkness a backdrop of shadow for beauty to bloom
Ever connected, interdependent, inextricably bound
Within and without
There is no movement without the dance
The ink of the night
The rage in the fight
The sun in the sky
The love in the eyes
The pain of the uphill climb
The triumph of a win on the second try
The peaks and valleys of life
Are the day and the dark
Are the shame and the spark
Are the bloom of color and austerity, stark
It's all part of the journey
Embrace it all, lean in, forge through,
And repose when able to look around
At how lucky we are to be alive
In those moments of dawn and twilight
Where our dark and light collide
And our growth resides.
~MB
This is brave and true, the dark and how we face it matters.
Beauty backlit.
Thanks for this.
You have to love the darkness as you love the light. They don't exist without each other, and neither do we.
You just inspired me with this, and the last line of your unpacking....that loaded question dug right in....
Pitch & Shine
"We need both, don't we, bit of pitch, bit of shine?"
The light in the dark illuminated against the night
The darkness a backdrop of shadow for beauty to bloom
Ever connected, interdependent, inextricably bound
Within and without
There is no movement without the dance
The ink of the night
The rage in the fight
The sun in the sky
The love in the eyes
The pain of the uphill climb
The triumph of a win on the second try
The peaks and valleys of life
Are the day and the dark
Are the shame and the spark
Are the bloom of color and austerity, stark
It's all part of the journey
Embrace it all, lean in, forge through,
And repose when able to look around
At how lucky we are to be alive
In those moments of dawn and twilight
Where our dark and light collide
And our growth resides.
~MB
This is brave and true, the dark and how we face it matters.