Perhaps it’s like
With the blue sky
That is never truly blue.

It veils the dark.
It hides the stars.
And yet, darkness is always there.

In the darkness we are born
And to the darkness
We return.

And in between,
a window
We call life.

Take me, darkness, for I am a sinner.
Take me, darkness, for I have lost my prayers.

The maze my ancestors left behind—
I don’t know how to escape.
We were promised paradise,
yet I wander among the exiled.

Oh darkness,
I don’t know how to live well
in this crumbling world of yours.
And I fear what my daughter will inherit
from what we once called Mother Earth.

Hold me—my sister, my friend, my lover—
for I am so tired of fighting.
There’s nowhere else to go,
and nothing left to do
but grieve.

Be with me, darkness,
so I can learn
to be/breathe again.