darkness

Total darkness, what do you feel in total darkness? Is there a place in your mind whose door is locked by the ever revealing bars of light? Whose fear of the luminous and encroaching world outside keeps it hidden in the darkest crevice of your thoughts? It is hidden right there, behind your eyes, where light is trapped in the iris, and sent swirling through your pupil, more and more it turns there. Where your eyes use the light to see terror, horror, fear, happiness, sorrow; this place takes residence there, where all of the light is taken and burnt out before it can reach its gates. This place is your safe haven, if you can find it. The nastiest of senses, sight, keeps this place from you.  When you can see, all of your other senses are dulled. Sounds are no more than jumbled noises and touch is simply that. Taste is only something to behold when you are eating or drinking when you can see, and smell is noted lightly, but when sight is gone sound is a beautiful pulsing rhythm that all of the world emanates and surrounds itself in. Touch is a pathway that connects the entire world through tiny nerve signals and amazing sensations. Taste is that of the air, the water droplets in it, the taste of your own mouth is one you hardly recognize, but it is there. Smell is of the world around and everything in it. This place is there when you close your eyes. It is there when you lie in the grass and feel a light rain on your skin under a new moon. What do you feel in total darkness, hopelessness, like a blind man searching for a stranger's home? No, you feel like the earth, like you are a part of it, like you are meant to be.