The light from her eyes had
grown in darkness.
Her pupils emulating black
holes...
I wanted to lighten her
dark mood,
so I showed her a picture
from far away,
the moon-detailed.
Why is it so dark out there?
She sees Nothing.
Why is space so dark? She
gazed at the photo
a moment more.
Reflecting a moment-
Dark Matter, I retorted.
As opposed to Light Matter?
Yes, but not light enough
to see the difference,
I replied.
But this space in here is
light.
You're right. Energy.
Energy? All of it, I nodded,
Electricity.
She then sighed laboriously,
I heard the dark part is
expanding?
Likely. Nobody hears it
happen. No body looks.
I can feel it, I think.
It can come in waves-
like gravity. That's heavy,
she snorted sarcastically.
Actually, it is weak,
I added for weight.
Mind over matter,
she quipped back.
If you don't mind-
it doesn't matter,
I dismissed.
I guess I should lighten up,
let it float,
she finally smiled
and lit up the room, once
again, happily
ever after and growing.
Image of painting by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
