See the Light
See the stars twinkle in the night,
warm to see and seemingly bright.
Aligned to help wayfarers on their way,
but not enough light to run and play.
See the full moon pale in the night,
casting long shadows in ghastly light.
Predators hunt with scent on the breeze,
enough for us to wander at ill ease.
See the streetlight pierce the night,
its sodium vapor producing yellow light.
Giving the path below a yellow cast,
an artificial brightener unavailable in the past.
See the light under the door in the night,
someone moving flickering shadow in light.
It could be friendly or foe moving there,
depends on knowing who, what and where.
See the light at the end of the tunnel dark,
a welcome relief from the black so stark.
or when you come out of an endless cave,
it is the sight of light that we all crave.
Someday, we will travel out between the stars,
darkness so profound, like the back side of Mars.
Only artificial light will make our day,
as we seek other planets to light our way.
Copyright 2020 © Ronald W. Hull
1/16/20
You can view this poem and print it at my website here.
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