Bright Blessèd Night
This night is pale,
Tonight is light
A night so sweet
And still so stark
Contrast to a bold bright day
Different to the yellow sun
The cloud shroud moon glows gently on,
Guarded by her thousand stars.
The night is private, stifling close,
Cosy, comforting, open, free
Scary shadows, place to hide
There's a reason that Romeo and his sweet Juliet
Did not first meet by blessèd day.
I challenge you who says
That nights are not so great as days
That light is better far than dark
For without dark we would not know it when we see the light
Yes, it is night that seems to run from day,
But without night there is no rest
And so it is day that surrenders skies to night
To let us see more clearly another night and day.