Laying in the litter of black bark, The dark is strewn with our shadows We carpet the ground beneath the trees And we cannot see our feet But even in this layer of geological light Or non-light, absence of light, everything-but-light cake layer, There is a small stirring; something is awake, On the tops of […]
via Darkness is the absence of light – 31/12/17 — ZurkPoetry