Why We Gave Dark a Bad Name
Epigraph
“It is not the dark we fear,
but what we choose to hide within it.”
And when this world first begun,
it shone as one, beneath one sun.
Space was vast, the light too small,
so night was born to balance it all.
Dark came gentle, soft, and deep,
a cradle for all the weary to sleep.
Soon the beasts began their game,
and we gave the dark a bad name.
Then humankind, with cunning art,
hid its sins when the shadows start.
Fear took root, and whispers came—
and so we made Dark a scary name.
Yet all those stars in silence gleam,
to guard the dark, to hold our dream.
Innocence will return in dark’s embrace,
fearless we’ll sleep again in gentle grace.
Disclaimer: I am not a poet.
This attempt in response to a prompt by https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2025/11/friday-writings-202-what-i-love-about.html
I quite like dark when I can dream or even just snuggle up warm as I ponder the day ahead, but when the nagging voices, insinuating whispers move in...I don't like that so much.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your nice words - night has its own peace
DeleteI enjoyed your poem, the message ... the rhyme!
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DeleteI love both what you say here and how you say it.
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DeleteI like the concept of dark's innocence being lost when light made the cunning humans' use darkness as cover for their sins... Well-penned!
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DeleteI really like the idea of the innocence of the dark and how returning to it is a peaceful thing.
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Deletet's true, we've given it a bad name and reputation, but it just keeps on blessing us
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