Sweet Light
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Visualize, visual eyes, visual lies…
Night is not the absence of light,
night is a convention of dense shadows.
And shadows are the flesh of imagination.

The Sun, it burns as stars are want to do.
The moon reflects upon this enlightenment
and casts shadows upon the Earth in trillions
of flickers and dances woven in variable density.

And the dawn is the sweet light,
candied in the angle on the edge of reality.
Shadows lengthen and sparkle as light blurs
its complimentary density… hugging the morning.

It is a shining darkness, it is a dark shining.
It is a sweet light that comforts shadows.
Streaming screams of light on a colorful spectrum.
Souls are forged of this extreme moderation.

Sweet light bends the visual eyes,
Sweet light blends the visualize,
Sweet light imagines the visual lies…
The becoming genesis of reality… of sweet light.