For there is beauty of darkness,

Unseen by the eye,

Rather, it is seen deeper,

For it lies in the heart in the soul.

Exposed only by silence and calm,

For there is no natural movement,

The beauty it brings,

Is blinding and deafening,

For it lies in the heart and the soul.

The beauty moves without interruption,

Unopposed, unseen, unpressed, unnatural,

Alas, the beauty drifts away,

It slides away without notice,

And drops out of view, a memory of the past,

For the beauty of darkness, lies in the heart and soul.
January 7th, 2003, 12:12 AM-12:47 AM