A Poem Called 'Black'

All is dark all is black

The sun is gone

But there the moon some light still sheds

All is safe the light is there halting the shadow

Look about the moon is gone

In shadow fear the light consumed

The holy stars no light do shed

All is lost we are dead

But there beyond the blackest night

The dark is deep no light be found

Oh bright stars shed the light of which I so dearly need

Then the dark the dark so deep

The dark that hides the dark that needs

To feed upon the fear of men

To prey upon the blinded

But in the morn’

In the bright

The sun returns the dark destroyed

All is well and come next night

Part of the sun will be with me a fraction of the light.