The light hits the glass
Sparks with millions of colors.
It tries to pass
My intrigued eyes, like a shutter.
The light shines on my hands.
The warm surrounds them,
It feels like a glove that has a tight band.
The light creeps around the curtains
Bleak methods to prevent a glare.
But the light has no shame.
Or dare.
Light tries to show the way
Opposite to light is dark
Both fight the position to rule
Dark tries to leave a mark
In which is part of a space pool
Dark wraps around my eyes
To which I seem against
But my eyes are satisfied
A mystery to my sense
Light or dark, both majestic wonders
Bot opposite that try to rule the world
In which both blunder
Forever battle for sure