Darkness.
Its comforts.
Knowing that you don't know the unknown.
That one cannot fathom the mysteries and powers that lurk within.
Darkness.
That which is devoid of light.
Lack of warmth, lack of heart.
Lack of wisdom impart.
Darkness.
Knowing that one does not know what is out there.
Is that knowledge? Or the lack of it?
But if one were to profess to know what one does not know
would be enlightening or disheartening?
