A Fantasy in Darkness

Check out more from my Embracing Darkness series. Darkness consumes me in its obsidian, a welcome relief from the blinding light of day. It wraps me in its coldness, and I let it. A black veil draws closed another day, and here, in my stillness, I have only myself. I am free, yet Darkness traps

Morning

A beautiful morning poem by my friend Aby. Enjoy… Morning shrugs over the horizon Drags rays through pine and oak Mumbles birdsong through the wind And I stand awed Morning Image by FotoWorkshop at Picabay.com.