We speak of darkness, as we speak of light

Forgetting as cold is the mere absence of warmth

Dark is the mere absence of light

In creating walls of prejudice, parapets of fear, windows of ignorance and doors of hate

We breed the idea that darkness has a protective glow of its own

Not realizing it is merely feeding off  the maggots of our own ego.

When Mother comes, we dispel the dark and glow in the light

Of unconditional love

( Paiting by Bikash Bhattacharya of Mother Theresa)