And let the light within us make it bright.
Let us wander through a shadowed, empty park
Where no one else has dared to pass the night
Dancing around trees that loom above
Like silent guardians of the evening's grace
(Their roots sink deep, and show their endless love
For all the plants with whom they share the space).
Let us not resist the lure of going out
Simply because the outside is not home;
Let us push aside all diffidence or doubt
Of what might come when we begin to roam;
Let's imagine that the outside will be sweet
As where we come to rest our weary feet.
