"I see at last that all the knowledge
I wrung from darkness -- that the darkness flung me --
Is worthless as ignorance: nothing comes from nothing,
The darkness from the darkness. Pain comes from the darkness.
And we call it wisdom. It is pain."
from "90 North", Randall Jarrell
Thoughts of dying
cause the lights to flicker.
Can you bear to think of End
in the arms of Now?
Death! Nothing is simpler.
One is dead.
One burning moment throws light
a thousand ways, but
in the noise of tomorrow
light is not peace --
and dark lurks,
creeps, to pounce
Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore | Year Posted 2016