A Rush of Blackness

In the silence of the night, a dream takes flight

A rush of blackness, a void without end

Yet a sense of movement, a feeling of fright

Leaving us with a question to comprehend

 

Are we hurtling towards the unknown?

Or is the unknown hurtling towards us?

A mystery that leaves our mind overthrown

A conundrum that we can't help but discuss

 

In the depths of our subconscious mind

The fear of the alien, the fear of the unknown

Leaves us wondering what we might find

In this endless void that we must atone

 

But perhaps it's not so scary after all

Maybe it's just a journey to something new

A chance to embrace the unknown's call

And see what wonders lie beyond the view

 

So let's embrace the thrill of the unknown

And let our dreams guide us to what will be

For in the rush of blackness, we are not alone

And something wondrous is hurtling towards me.("A Rush of Blackness") by Courtney Weaver Jr.