Monday, April 3, 2017


             in light
For darkness has its charms
             and draws you in
And light must die for darkness to begin
But do not assume
             the darkness holds no light
We cannot trust our hearts to tricks of sight

           in night
For evening brings a blanket
          full of holes
And embers simmer hot beneath the coals
But do not fear
               the moon will light the way
The meadow lark begets the song of day

         in sight
For darkness blinds our senses,
          makes us wary
And night is long upon the open prairie
But do not think
        that light has dimmed the stars
We are too small to realize where we are

Alison Day