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In the Details: Darkness

The dark is not mean, or empty

Darkness

I rushed through the unlit
Sanctuary, focused on not 
Stumbling over unseen hazards.

Past the draped and silenced
Piano I stopped still and stood in the
Soaring empty space, and found

Alone with one light was
Plenty enough to see
How full the darkness is.

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This week's theme is "fast."
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This post is part of a the poetry series, "In the Details" -- daily poetry and photos, inspired by where we live. 

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