what happens
when you step
out of the light
and into the
unknown?
you won’t know
until you do
and,
before you reply,
how did you get
here?
POET'S NOTE:
Part of The Thinking Dark collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 24, 2026.
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The unknown is threatening to most thrilling to some and a regular part of life to a few. I tend to prefer the darkness where most everything is unknown. A lovely write my friend
Soren, this is a beautiful reflection…you meet the poem right where it lives. That tension between threat and thrill is honest, not forced. I appreciate how you let the unknown stand without trying to resolve it. 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
You are welcome Tristan
I reckon its all to do with portals .. you know, like them round shaped little window things set in rows along the side of big ocean going ships 🚢⚓🛳️🖤🐦⬛🐈⬛😎🐧👍
Neville, haha…portals is a great image. I can actually see that…those little windows into something else. Appreciate you, my friend. 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
Now ya know I'm gonna say this - my answer is: I dunno - it'll be dark; I won't see a thing; so put that light on! Who turned it off?! lol. Probably Popeye did, so we wouldn't see him...... and don't finish that! lol.
Haha, Orchidee…of course Popeye did it 😄 gotta keep things in the dark for his grand escape. I’ll flip the light back on for you…but beware the GREEN. Why? WCAT...just coming across the airwaves. 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
Very clever 🤣
LOL! Right?!?! Begs the question at least! 🤣 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
You catch a glimpse of another you until just before the unknown crowds that out🕊️🙏🏻
arqios, I like where you took this…makes me wonder if those glimpses are the real thing, and everything else is what gets in the way. Always appreciate you, my friend. 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
A worthy investigation 🕊️🙏🏻
This to me is describing a Baby being born.
Into the strange World. Maybe something to different people.
Kevin, I appreciate this take…seeing it as a beginning rather than just an unknown changes the whole feel. And you’re right…these things can mean something different depending on who’s reading. Always grateful for your perspective, my friend. 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
Too late, Mate😢
Dave, I get that feeling…like whatever answer there was has already slipped past. Been there more than once. Always appreciate your time and thoughts. 🌫️🌈🕳️🙏
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