If light is white and as it be,
Can travel near infinity,
Then why not me as light I be?
If dark is black and always still,
And though not me as light I feel,
Can I be somehow silent still?
To mix the two, one finds he's made
a compromise, and he'll be glad
to find in spite of what he's heard:
A shade of gray ain't all that bad
04/05/92