I've always had an innate fascination with darkness, it's multi-facet nature is astonishing
How the lack of one thing creates what is normally an amalgamation of everything
Darkness is one's source of greatest solace, but the other's greatest fear
It was here from the outset, God's first resolution
It brings us to, and is life's final solution
It's a cycle of dark, light, and the beginning revisited
The ever present, non existent derivative
Associated with the end, but who's to say it isn't the path to a new beginning?
Did the Dark Ages not give way to a rebirth?
Did the night not grant us the Holy Son, brought forth in frankincense and mirth?
Darkness has been improperly titled as an ending
It's been called by those who fear ever changing what they presently hold so dear
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