When I was young I was told

When I was young I was told:
You can’t have evil without good,
You can’t have good without evil,
And I understood.
Without light, there is only the dark,
You have no sight,
And without dark you are snow-blind,
And cannot see.
Then I got older.
Gray showed up, between the light and the dark,
On the edge of the lights fine lace
is the darks faded charcoal smudges.
Good can be the comfort of a trees gray shade
Or Texas sunlight hash summer gaze.
and I grew older.
I noticed what we see as dark, is not always,
what we want to see becomes what is important
not what is bright in light, gray shadows or dark night,
that good can flourish where we think all is dark,
and that the darkest evil can come
in the shadow of the arm
outstretched
accusing finger
bright in the sun
dark without simple understanding…

Written by John Fried
Posted on 02-21-13