Contrast {a poem by C.A.}

I am black.

Black as night.

Black as the raven.

Black as tornado against

A blue sky.

I am unfit to be seen.

Do not come near

"The Devil Dwells Here"

Says the mat outside

My heart.

A man came to me

One afternoon.

I sat alone.

He said "hello".

"Don't come near me,"

Said I.

"I'm a black hole."

"Have you heard

Of the word

'Contrast'" said he.

"No."

"My name is

Mr. Light.

You are

Constant Black,

Are you not?"

I lifted an eye.

"How do you know?"

"Because"

Question Mark.

"I'm here to save you.

You can't do it alone.

Now without me."

He reached out a hand,

And though I coiled back,

Grabbed mine and held fast.

A surge of energy

Went straight to

My heart.

I felt Light

and not Alone.

Now I am Light.

Light as dawn.

Light as the stars.

Light as Reflection.

I am not Alone.

I am Constant Light.