For A Soul Lost In The Light

Fear not that because darkness has been your harbor,
And night your element,
You must turn away to walk in lighted tree-arbors,
Or ignore the message your soul has sent.

Fear not the darkness means the same thing as wrong,
Or that no one else has heard
The soft enticing sweetness of that flowing song
That comes not from throat of bird,

But from the leaves brushing against one another,
The flowers that grow by moon.
The night is your father, the darkness your mother,
And you need to hear that tune.

Light is the not the only source of good in the world,
Nor is all the world light.
Though radiance flame, and you wince when the sun is hurled
Into the sky, remember the night!