The Lightness of Night

A poem about the darkness

The ocean’s still blue, you know. Even when it’s night. Flowers still blossom, In the brief absence of the light.

Children still giggle, When the moon is hanging low. Two people fall in love, During the nighttime too, you know.

Darkness is not evil, Nor is the light always so good. Sunlight sticks to sadness, Much like a fire in the woods.

And shadows, they’re not scary, They’re silhouettes of the day. An outline — thick and joyful, That nighttime brings its way.

So don’t let this hour confuse you, This quiet time of night. Imagine all your dreams arriving, As in these moments — they just might.