
‘Dark Branches’
‘Dark Branches’
‘Sun Shines On Dark Holes’
…for it always will, eventually…
‘Dark Paths’
…we may travel dark paths, but there is always a light beyond…
‘Shadows On The Diagonal’
… shaded and slanted…
‘Gothic Arboretum II’
More dark in the park; see also Gothic Arboretum
Fronds, boughs, leaves…and shadows.
Always shadows.
They don’t last forever though, and they serve to give perspective to light.
You can’t grow without them both.
‘Dark Promontory’
” If the house of the world is dark, love will find a way to make windows.”
– Rumi
Twisted Vine in Black
With apologies to Bob Dylan, whose tangled tune was blue, not black.
Blue, black; it doesn’t matter really.
Tangled up-ness comes in any hue you like, as long as it is saturnine.
Any shape or form too, as long as it seems impossible to get through.
It mixes and matches to every sort of person quite nicely.
Think of it as Ikea for the dark night of the soul…
It’s getting a bit gloomy , I can see you fading.
Much as I want to shed a little light on matters, help you out, now is not the time.
Night has not fallen yet .Perhaps it won’t .
I will stand by regardless my friend.
If you lose your way ,I can be a lamp in the dark.
Just switch me on if you need me ,okay?