Someday

Someday, the sun will rise and all I will notice is how beautiful it is. Its light casting a shadow behind me, reminding me who in the spotlight must be.

Someday, the night will come and all I will notice is the sparkling of stars. Their tiny, separate glimmers will remind me of hope, of those times I had a dilemma whether to forestall or vanish from the earth.

Day and night. Yin and Yang. Together, they complete each other. As light tries to suppress darkness, the battle continues--always marked as equals.

There will be no darkness if there is no light: darkness is just the absence of it.