Story Of Darkness And Light Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

I confess that I'm a born blind;
The world of a blind have no boundary
But for an eyed confined.

I know something more about darkness.
So, I have a moral right to speak the mystery
of darkness, the infinity.

Darkness natural;
Light artificial.
Darkness mother of light;
Light silly offspring.
Darkness immortal;
Light mortal
Darkness absolute truth;
Light general truth

Light born for searching the eternal truth of darkness.