This is a feeling of loneliness and longing. This Longing of light – the longing of its return – it is the product of a wandering mind in the dark… a thought quite frightening, yet beautiful. The dark is for the grim as he travels the streets by padded foot, hiding in the shadows but he seeks the light in hopes that he could one day feel the rays of the sun gently caress his sleek black fur. “I wait for the light to shine… But someone else got to you…”
