Sometimes black and white become one. 

Gods omnipresecence is seen, white dancing across black. 

Morning comes from night. 

Day breaks and lights the dark. 

Half the world is light, while the other half is dark.

In the dance of shadows, white light reflects colors on dark night. 

Prisms take white light and reflect colors on black night. 

White light, dark night.

Black canvass for a white night. 

Pink Floyd had it right. 

Walking, talking prisms reflecting out our light. 

Pyramids, illuminate the blackness within. Shine bright.

Black and white. 

Is it wrong, or is it right?

Love & Respect Zia