My child, I say, you need not fear the night—
its unlit corners, rooms of dim unknown—
the darkness helps us learn beyond the light.
But mom, how do I know that you’re alright
if I can’t see you? I feel so alone.
My child, I say, there’s goodness in the night.
The dark erases any lines we might
have drawn, makes all the world appear as one.
The dark helps us to see beyond the light.
But mom, I don’t feel safe without my sight.
What if there’s monsters, spiders, things that groan?
My child, I say, there’s kindness in the night.
You feel how darkness holds the whole world tight?
Embracing every human, creature, stone—
the darkness helps us reach beyond the light.
It hugs us all, despite our wrongs, our rights,
inviting everyone into its home.
My child, I say, you need not fear the night—
the darkness helps us love beyond the light.