On the edge of darkness
as the first faint star appears
beyond the flush of the horizon,
lies a world of dreams and fears.
Let not that melancholy veil
shroud the promise of the day;
let me not fear the moonless night;
let not my hopes and spirit quail.
Bring the streams of broken cloud
forward to the edge of light;
let not my cowardice prevail.
As the resplendent colours fade
let me see beauty in this vision;
let me not be afraid.
As the lightless moon ascends
let me remember that the sun
shines like love
beyond the darkness that descends ..
Remove the blindfold; let me see
where those fears and dreams were made:
embolden me … .