EMBRACING THE DARK

Enough of this light, it hurts my eyes
Too bright to allow anything to hide
There’s music as gears start to grind
Just too honest, at least in my mind
And it’s keeping back secrets to find
I love the subtlety when one has lied
And the silence that any threat buys

A whiff of honesty is tainting the air
Knowing that it is not welcome here
Darkness has a scent one can follow
All the way to some haunted hollow
To pools of mud in which to wallow
Mist and murk are preferred to clear
Each to their own I say, it’s only fair

I respect that the dark has its appeal
A sigh of relief as day turns to night
Even the moon hides behind a cloud
No spotlight on truth can be allowed
As a bright star must wear its shroud
Words extolling sunshine sound trite
It may not be logical, it’s how I feel