Darkness, you bring rich deepness
and tantalizing mystery
both blessing and fear
stealing blankets of warmth
from our comfortable resting place.
You show us stars, planets, galaxies not visible
when you withdraw.
You clothe our world in a blanket of cold,
a womb sheltering the seeds of dramatic sunrise.
You are our Mother as much as Earth
When light appears over the curvature
bathing our faces with tender regard
you take only partial leave
lingering in shadows and making a home
under our hats,
hiding in our marrow
like a kernel of corn in a field
awaiting the sun
to stir its birth.
You bring us dreams –
relief from ordinary life
an existence outside of sometimes banal days.
I would not give you up
nor ask you to stop returning,
for you help me see the substance
gleaming daylight often hides
behind her skirts
Truth hidden by the bright light of the sun
©photo and poem by caf