Let There Be Light

Let There Be Light

We’re not to blame if we forget 
how nearly everything  
looks like our dark night sky, 
a vast blue-black pool, 
color-drained darkness, 
save the familiar silver disc afloat 
in our light-blushed river, 
pin-pricks and smudges,  
luminous creatures of our night.
We creatures of day are easily fooled.  
No wonder: even in darkest night 
we dream color-stained dreams 
until we are brushed awake  
by the soft light of dawn.