Blank: Light and Dark

Only when you see the light
Do you realize how dark the darkness is (was).

But I’d forgotten
What light was like too,
Which was the reason
It was so bright.

A voice said, “this is light.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“That which is blinding you now.”

“Oh,” said I.

And then plunging back
Into darkness,
I saw how dark the darkness was.

Now then,
Where does the darkness
Meet the light?

I expect it happens all the time,
But only when you don’t notice
Anything special,
Or don’t expect it, perhaps.