Simply Put
The color white, is it truly without shadow's tint?
Is there a hue within that to a bird's eye gives a hint?
And since the realms of Space are said to be black,
Are the white linens of Earth just a terrestial fact?
Why do the Arctic's snows hurt and bruise eyes' gentle orbs?
And why does pure white reflect that which eager black absorbs?
But contrasts of the two defines our abstracted sight,
To be amazed by a white cloud and in awe of black night.
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