through me, like wind gusting, gaining speed
creating black, blacker shades of nothing.
I stood helpless disbelieving
terror could intensify pitch blackness.
I pleaded that it stop,
could I at least see some shadows?
Instead, the darkness darkened,
the fear expanded.
'Til my brain, thinking
it's message meaningful enough,
woke me to see light slivers
sneaking in, disturbing the night
sleeping in my room.
Then I closed my eyes, fearless,
securely, safely swaddled
in wakefulness of familiar thoughts.
But questions, like a million baby stars,
twinkled in hunger for brighter light.
Now night terror's complex meaning
still seems too dark to see.
Or, I wonder if its too simple
like the sun,
it blinds me.
(Submitted to Dverse Poets)
"Darkness within darkness,
the gateway to all understanding."