Reciting aphorisms and positivity
In bad times
Is like spreading honey
On burnt toast
It’s sweeter
But the toast is still burnt
And it tastes like shite
But it was not until
I met the Buddha on the road
That I began to heal
No trust
No love
It took me many years
To discover on my own
The magic in darkness
I close my eyes
And dream of sky
Pretend there’s green
Hear the song
Feel the breeze
And the sun’s blue rays
The details lost
No greys or shadows
The colours lost
No textured nuance
And it occurs to me
The same thing happens
When I shine the light too hard
On the truths I’m seeking
Though…
Every now and again
I catch one
A long glorious ride
Exhilaration
Exultation
Delightful experience
All the way to shore
The specks
On my windshield
Remind me
Revel in this experience
The light
It hurt too much
I saw too much
I felt too much
Darkness was cool
Darkness was painless
Darkness was sightless
Darkness was easy
I don’t know if it’s better
To be blinded by darkness or light
But I know it is shadow
Which gives form and texture
To an illuminated world