In the dark of the forest you stand,
Fearing what hides just beyond your sight.
The path ahead is hidden,
This night feels endless.

Though its form obscured by night,
You remember its shape by day.
You trust it,
Guiding you through,
What you cannot see.

Then light.
A gentle revelation,
A dance across the sky.
A Shimmer in defiance of the dark.

Witnessed only by those,
Who chose to remain,
Stood steadfast,
In discomfort of the unknown.

Beauty reveals itself—
not by the certainty of day,
But in the remain of stillness,
When the night was endless.

In the darkness you stood,
And became a canvas for light.