Part 1
It dawned
on me that darkness engulfed my world,
And that
the plants around me were getting ready to be swirled.
There came
light, but it went away without a fight,
There came
sound, but it was muted instantly by the darkness’s sight.
It became
noisy and the animals knew it was time to hide,
The
darkness was bona fide.
I saw
nothing, yet I witnessed its power,
There was
no bather, yet there was shower.
It was
total blackout, but nobody would reprimand what they saw,
And due to
its icy glare no ice would dare thaw.
It changed
my world, but it wasn’t apocalypse,
It even blurred
the grand mountain tips.
It was bias,
but it had no sex.
To my large
world it decided to annex.
It could
seal precisely everyone’s fate,
And yet it
was unanimously legitimate.
The
darkness looked random and berserk,
But it was
responsible and kept in mind a very crucial work.
It looked
fearsome and it diminished your area of sight,
But over me
it had no right.
It showed its
entire wrath,
But it
would take much more to stop me from seeking what I sought.
Part 2
Come dawn
its work was done,
Then there
was no need to run.
I was
awestruck at the mountains it embellished,
It was one
of the few sights meant to be relished.
The animals
were only blissful to abandon their shelter,
As now the
nourished land to their needs will cater.
The
immaculacy was inarguable by even the most pugnacious.
Nonplussing
it was that it was brought about by something ferocious.
Brightness
took over the darkness as if they were fighting all night,
But then I realised
it was darkness which worked with all its might.
The night
is always darkest before the dawn,
That was my
last thought before to reality I carried on.
Hasta la Vista,
K
