In the depths of the darkest night
A vision came into my sight
Of a place that was both dark and bright
A land of wonder and of fright
The sky was black as coal at first
But then, with colors it was burst
A vivid tapestry of light
That danced and swirled in brilliant flight
And yet, amidst this wondrous scene
There was a feeling, cold and mean
A sense of foreboding, of dread
That hung above my trembling head
For though the sky was bright and bold
The land below was barren, cold
A landscape scarred by fire and ice
A place of beauty, but of vice
This was the place where angels fell
Where heaven met the flames of hell
A place of contrasts, light and dark
A world that left its telling mark
And though this place was strange and wild
It drew me in, just like a child
For in its beauty, dark and bright
I saw the struggle of my own plight
The balance of good and bad
The light and dark, the happy, sad
The push and pull of life’s great force
All woven in a single course
And so I stood in this strange place
Awe-struck by its heavenly grace
And though it left me feeling small
It reminded me of life’s great thrall
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