Not-so-dark Darkness

Copper, Plique-a-jour Enamel

There’s something about a dark night that’s not as dark as can be. A night where the moon light kisses your cheeks, and the clouds dance in the breeze, just like your hair. A night when the ticking of the clock slows, and I feel myself breathing again. I could sit in this not-so-dark darkness forever, for an eternity. Like all moments, fleeting and fluxing, the darkness lightens, and the breeze turns warm. The clock feels faster, and yet, I know it can’t be true. I go about my day, my life, my routines, yearning for the not-so-dark darkness all over again.