The Dark Night
I feel safest at night when I am without my reflection
At night I see me and not a mere hint of me
I see who I am and who I am not; this brings me peace
Though I love the warm sun streaming upon my face
I feel compelled to keep one eye open to see what lurks around me
In the day all I see is the reflection of me, in those whom I love
In this mere hint of me, lies madness
I’m addicted to these shadows of ourselves, to what we possess
Believing they are us
But the clock ticks and slowly, our souls haunt us
…….Until we can no longer bare it
But in the night
we come face to face with ourselves who we’ve avoided for so long
And then suddenly see the face of God
dd- November 2019