When I think of the dark
I think of walking down an endless street
where all the houses are boarded up and no one’s around.
There are sudden movements,
And when I look there is nothing but shadows.
When I think of the light
I think of the first time a baby sees the sun
Through the open window as a new day is being born.
The sun crawls over the horizon,
And the waves get softer as the sky gets brighter.
The dark is scary.
And the light gives life.
Combine the two
and you get the stars in the night sky
whose lights only show
in the darkest of skies.