Black
black
what is black to me
it is the comfort of darkness that gives birth to our dreams as we sleep
for all things are black in the universe as we look upon the night sky to see....
for light cannot exist without darkness and black is absolute
a diamond was once dark coal so black is beauty to me
it is the beginning of things as well as the end
like a darken grave to a baby's eyes first open to see
it is the unknown as we constantly explore
black is strong like the panther as it stalks its prey on bended knee
black is words of grace as inked upon many books
black is energy,black is intelligence, black is free
black is grace, black is love, it has many forms
so what is black to me?
black is the contours and lines of every earthly face
black is the shadows that follow you to the end of existence
black is from the motherland, the beginning of many a race
so what is black to me?
what isn't black to me?
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