The lights of yesterday dim
the darkness arrives in place
filling the void remaining
and darkness wraps around
like a worn-out blanket
that provides little
warmth and yet some comfort.
the darkness quiets the sounds
of the light but amplifies
those of the nighttime
while hiding their source.
the light of tomorrow tarries
and will not come to the horizon
until the hours of darkness
pass and yield their place
and yet even the darkness
has its own millions of lights that
can only be seen when
darkness is present and
fully wrapped around us.
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