Walking at Night

Have you ever noticed how the night becomes hostile when you try to estrange yourself from it? But if you lay aside your light, night-time becomes a friend.

No lantern to illuminate
The gentle soul of night,
Where all the careful, secret things
Are waking out of sight.
A hostile darkness gathers 'round
Your lamp at daylight's end.
But come with me,
Forget your fears...
The darkness is a friend.


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