Depth of Perception

 The glimmer of opportunity, faint yet there, visible in the light of the cool moon which may be understood as a state of mood; in which each one of us flow with the torrent of life, battling between the silver lining and the dark spiral of the euphemistic side of life that tends to attract our attention due to the sheer uncertainty of it, illuminating the dark yet hidden (by us) nature of man; and ironically we do not fail to look to proceed.........

The hidden talent that we are all afraid to give way to, unsure by limited limitation, where we then curl up into the safety of the fetal position and the only view left is that of darkness. This ballet dancer can if chooses to steer away from the corner to look to allow talent to remain bouyant and not hide it away.... look for the sparkling shoe.

  A time comes in the life of each where darkness seems to overshadow the little light, the only solace one finds is in giving up, forgetting that after each night comes day.

Reminds me of Milton's lines in Paradise Lost- "Her dark foundations, and too fast had bound.
871: Nine dayes they fell; confounded CHAOS roard........
Taking a fall into the material world in vain, strips man of the ensemble of that that has/gives meaning to the spirit. And yet the nature of man can be appreciated in the beauty of the knaivity of man that I see as an expression and facet of the notion of 'being human'.

The light hand of day need only to be felt by the realization of its existence.