A boy I used to know
once told me that to believe in God,
you have to believe in light,
and to believe in light,
you must have first known darkness.
I think what he meant was:
the princess in her tower
has no sense of the scorched village below.
Even when she closes her eyes,
her “darkness” glows gold,
the gleam of inherited greed.
There is no such thing as _absence_.
No such thing as _without...