Night Vision
Can you see into the dark
Do you know the way it moves
Sinuous spirals curling
Through circles
Elegant and smooth.
Would you step into the dark
If your candle guttered
When all around the unknown lies
Watching you with hidden eyes.
Can you smell me in the dark
Sense me there beside you
Does your breathing quicken
And fear grip at your heart?
Or are you as you ever were:
With every urge
To run
Yet rooted there by pride;
One further step inside.
Fear, like steam, evaporates
We stand here face-to-face
You sense me but see nothing
I reach but cannot touch
Don’t ever fear the dark
Don’t leave me for the light
Know me here, and love me
In my eternal night.
© Marion Grace Woolley 2011