Beacon

Why do so many

Wish to be the dark

To hide in the darkness

To fear the shadow

To be the one unseen

So deep of feeling

Without wanting to feel

I like the darkness

For what it is

The quiet peace

The enveloping comfort

The deep sleep

Of eyes closed

And clouded moon

And starless nights

Of closed doors

And curtains drawn

But I would much rather

Be the light

The flickering candle flame

The twinkling star

The lighthouse beacon

The pinpoint of light

That strays out of the darkness

And draws eye

And heart

Toward home

The warmth of the fire

The serenity of the stars

The safety of being seen

For who you are

Shine brightly little one

For you are a light

In the dark

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