Entry #27: All Shall Be One (Poem)

Beauty is captured in the light.

It appears timeless and caught in the moment.

Beauty is captured in the dark.

It appears forever changing and wild without time.

In the end, beauty fades.

Like the leaves in autumn, falling one by one from the branches.

Then so too the flesh shall fall from weary bones.

Leaving nothing but bare trees.

Waiting to be filled by the ice and snow of a coming winter.

When the sun sets one last time, ceasing to rise once more.

When the light of the moon wanes and becomes as black as night.

Beauty and ugliness will meld.

Blind hands will wander among unimaginable faces.

All shall be one in the dark.

Waiting to be filled by the ice and snow.

- Quiet-Emerald