Night has its own kind of beauty, different than the beauty of day.
Night is a time of sleep and dreams and
inward visions,
A time of pause within activity.
Darkness is an invitation to imagining and storytelling,
And to using ears instead of eyes to listen to the world in its stillness.
Darkness is the den of life in germination,
And darkness is the portal of death that opens
to eternity:
The mystery of all time past and endless time
to come.
At the center of our being
there is light and there is darkness,
the known and the unknown,
the named and the nameless,
the finite and the infinite.
Light and dark are different,
but not opposed to each other.
Like a mother and father, they are friends with
one another,
and with us.