Darkness

Shifted from the safety of communion 
Stark against the density of the surrounding velvet sky
There are stories among the shadows;
Things to come alive, things to die before they rise
Fear comes alive in the ambiance of the charcoal background
It ruthlessly kills the soul as it hangs above
Let it remain sombre, let it remain still
May it stay ever severed,
As we make these stories our own
Stories of fascination and revelation  
The grace of the midnight sun shines down;
It breaks the shadows below and the earth awakens
I hear the symphonies beyond,
As Peace twirls me through the dissected gloom
The tender dance; an escape from anxiety
Obscurity, you won’t weary me yet