The Great Light of Night: A Poem

He made two great lights

and called night the lesser,

but we choose to embrace

the weight of day’s heavier sister,

reserving day for all that’s productive,

claiming surface fulfillment, but

letting the night be the one that’s seductive,

saving what’s real for when we cannot see.

The lesser light is for

making love and

praying to God above and

listening to the whisper of wings on a dove

    and it’s for

thinking deeply and

tiptoeing discreetly and

talking timidly and sweetly.

Although the depth of night

is anything but light,

we call it gentle

and its effect on us sentimental.