A Passion for… Darkness

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“Our senses are fairies who work the miracle of changing that movement into noise, and by that metamorphosis give birth to music, which makes the mute agitation of nature a harmony.”
― Guy de Maupassant

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Before I knew light,

I knew darkness.

Before I could see,

I saw nothing.

Before I could feel

the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end,

I was hairless.

Before I could sense

I was senseless.

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Ah! If we had other senses which would work other miracles for us, how many more things would we not discover around us!”
― Guy de Maupassant

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Before I could be born,

two beings had to come together,

merging as one,

to give life to a third.

The two beings who created me,

were as different from each other,

as night and day,

perhaps that was the attraction,

and the spur to make a bridge between them.

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“If other beings besides us exist on Earth, why didn’t we meet them a long time ago?”
― Guy de Maupassant

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This bridge

is one that loves both light and dark,

but the darkness feels

warmer,

more familiar,

more welcoming,

to the senses

which makes us feel

separate from others.

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“How fathomless the mystery of the Unseen is!”
― Guy de Maupassant

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There is nothing like the darkness

to make you feel alone,

surrounded by

that which touches but can’t be touched,

that which speaks but can’t be spoken,

that which tastes of something that can’t be tasted,

that which can’t be seen but is not invisible,

that which has a scent that no other can smell

that which is elusive yet there

relying on

yourself

to make sense of what does not make sense

to the mind,

but does make sense elsewhere.

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 “We cannot plumb its depths with our feeble senses – with eyes which cannot see the infinitely small or the infinitely great, nor anything too close or too distant, such as the beings who live on a star or the creatures which live in a drop of water… “

― Guy de Maupassant

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I have a passion for… darkness,

for it allows me to appreciate the light.