The burning light got some to talk;

Telling the tales.

Listen carefully to this one,

To what she says.

I'm the Light. The Bright. The Shine.

Comfortable with me, aren't you?

Showing the way, showing the truth.

You count on me, don't you?

But how much do you know really?

Ever met my counterpart?

Ever heard his tales?

Oh naive soul, come.

Let me help you.

He's there where I'm not.

He's the Dark. The Dull. The Dim.

Not me, but he completes me.

For I'm there where he's not.

Neither without other.

The results are the same,

Meaningless,

Worthless,

Inglorious,

Non existent.

If you have me,

He'll be there too.

Oh naive soul, please,

Accept him too.

~☆~✧~✧~☆~

The light and the dark; is there any separation?

Anna