The colour of fear is never dark or black; it has the colour of thunderbolt; usually white, but can appear in different hues depending on how the fear travels through to get inside your heart

Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.

There is a whisper of light, if you can hear Louder than sound of darknessyou never fear

If I were a flower,humming bird would be my favourite beeAnd If I were blind,the light of darkness I'd love to see

I believe the night I’ve never methides one elusive star I needto divide me between darkness and light

No light can cover the darkness of a liar's heart

And while I was going to meetthe flowers and sculptures of Montreux,I smelled Lord Byron’s inksweating an amazing darkness outfrom the medieval body of Chillon CastleFrom the poem - Along the Shore

We can’t tell if ever night falls asleepOur slumber veils many secrets: deepThe moonlit visage of this city lifeShines through the blade from a glistening knifeFrom the poem "City Night

A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.