Against

It's best to look at life and see the light,
Not stare into the shadows it supports.
Too great an emphasis on dark just courts
A sadness that can never be made right.
It may seem obvious, or somehow trite
To say we should, in our mental reports
Focus on brightness, and where it resorts,
But otherwise we but embrace the night
And leave the day, with all its joys, alone.
We should not let ourselves become mere shades
Haunting the world we ought to call our own
In silent and unseemly darkened glades,
But lift ourselves above the common groan
Loving the light until, at last, it fades.