Tuesday, December 24, 2013

And when night comes...

"…And when night comes
     …as come it will"

Words of a poem written now more than thirty-five years ago.

The coming of night, the gathering darkness, endless night, all images that we find in stories, myths, tales we humans tell ourselves when confronting those things we fear, those things too terrible for words.

Yet in those stories, myths, tales, we humans also speak of great light, lights, enlightenment.

Tonight as night again turns to day, as darkness again gives way to light, my wish for you, for me, for all of us, is that we might be bathed in light—however we might perceive it.

That we, should we walk in darkness, find it lifting, find it lessening, find our way to light once more.


  1. Thats a very nice sentiment Kevin and beautifully conveyed. May the light be with us all. ^_^

    1. Thanks, Helen. Glad you enjoyed it.

  2. And your book cover matches the theme as well.
    Now I'm pondering why we, as a species, are hardwired to seek out the light. No one ever talks about embracing the dark. See where you've let my mind wander, Kevin? And here I forgot to lock the doors, too... ;)

    1. Well, River…if you left the lock off the door, it can't have been me that let your mind wander, now can it?

      As to why light…we are, it seems, a visual species. Perhaps that's whence it springs?