I watch darkness fall softly caressing the space between,
Both things alive and inert filling matter seen and unseen,
I watch color hues dim unpainted by light as a sense of the mystery reaches new heights.
I reflect on many moons come and gone where shadows once elicit fear,
I realize a subtle shift has taken place over recent years.
A knowing smile emerges from the corners of my mouth,
I speak internally aloud
When did darkness become an ally?
How did my perception shift?
It wasn’t overnight or by the hand of some outer source of enlightenment.
I believe It came from the guidance of soft inner whispers, quiet wisdom, the compass of my soul,
that led me albeit slowly on a path where I would finally know,
First, self love and second, a love rooted in a thousand bedtime kisses
A love blanketed by the comfort of the night,
and a knowing that by choosing him I choose me and for me this is what’s right.
I take comfort in this fact,
And take comfort in his arms,
And for me the darkness once a symbol of shadows, pain, and a sense for alarm,
Has transformed into a canvas for things of delight,
For without the darkness there would be no stars and no light.
I am filled with gratitude for this shift and newfound insight,
I whisper to the universe my endless gratitude and good night.
Con Mucho Amor,
Emily
