I was worried about the dark;
Thought the darkness in the country
Might overpower me
Thick and opaque
As a gorge full of oil
But empty as a vacuum.
But when I got here,
I was surprised to find
That the night was gentle,
Filled with moon and stars
Bright enough to expel fear
Dark enough to court with the evening calm.
Now each night
With no curtains in between
My eyes and sky combine
To lighten my path
Softly to sleep.
