Dark.

The ever-present fear

Living in every heart

Stretching every imagination

Scaring every child

Is it innate within us?

Or passed down through generations?

Is it really so dangerous?

Or does the dark make fear come alive?

Yet there is beauty within the terror

Shades of colour within the blackness

Maybe dark is not the antithesis of light

But something to give light meaning

“The deep and lovely dark;

We’d never see the stars without it”