Night’s Embrace
A patient’s memo
I was standing at shore,
Viewing streaks of sun
Peeking through,
Hesitantly,
Announcing
The break of dawn.
The waves were blue,
Friendly and calling,
Conveying soft strength
With glowing grace.
Washing me with energy
Of a new day’s promise.
Hours passed,
And pale shades of sun
Were replaced by mighty brightness,
Razor sharp
Like a blazing fire,
Yet soft
Like melting clay.
I sat there absorbing
The luminous shine,
Enveloped by rays
Of security,
Warmth, and tranquility,
As though this is how it will remain
Forever.
Yet as the day progressed,
The sun curved slightly,
Taking a seat on the hillside.
Its colors were still there,
But its luster was gone,
And so was the warmth
Of its secure shade.
Fear crept into my heart,
Yet I held onto the light
That was still there,
Reflecting on my shadow
In the sand.
But then the rays faded,
Giving way for darkness
And night.
The waves turned grey,
Violent and hostile,
Harsh and mocking,
Giving way for a heart
Full of despair.
I cried.
How can light fade to darkness?
How can day become night?
As though the day has not existed
Just moments before.
But then I lifted my eyes
And saw the stars
Illuminating a black sky,
And I fell into a relaxed sleep.
Inspiration:
“The darkest hour has only sixty minutes.”
– Morris A. Udall
