Venture # 2| Kimberly Bennett

The night has eyes that burn in ways
that man can never understand.
Perhaps that’s where the fear comes in
when darkness falls across the land.
Night masks distractions of the day,
that pretend we’re bigger than we are,
and opens doors to unknown worlds
that once seemed way too far.
We hear the wind that speaks in ways
that are different from the day,
It does not laugh in mockery
But lets strange music play.
It echoes of a different world,
a time that man forgot,
that left behind a silent epitaph,
but did so all for naught.
Until we open up our souls
To see beyond the doubt,
The wisdom that they left behind
We will have to live without.
But when we let the night come in
And show the greatness of a star
It won’t really matter
How small we really are.
A different star a different dream
our sky no longer holds us down,
we look beyond our own storm tossed souls
to see the eternal crown.
Night frightens many wearied souls
for, it’s hard to feel so small
when compared to so great a universe.
And our God made it all.
Some fear the night because they can’t see
what’s always told them where they are,
for in the night time your only guide
is a distant burning star.
A star that burns in gratitude
that tells us stories old,
that fills the rift of misery
and makes our hearts grow bold.
Sometimes we don’t know where to go,
we’re lost in endless night,
but maybe what we need to see
is our own inner light.
I cannot pretend to know for sure
what happens when I let go,
when I step into the darkness
and hope that I will glow.
But night is not what we should fear,
for night is just like day,
it has its time, it does its work,
it glories then goes away.
What we fear is the unknown,
and how vast the unfamiliar night,
but sometimes seeing is what really happens
when we loose the gift of sight.