Dawn will come

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

                                           Mary Oliver

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I am sitting in the darkness

waiting for the light

I am impatient this morning

for the light to come

for there is too much darkness in this life

on this long almost winters night

I am tired of this blackness

which seems to penetrate and obscure

and I suppose there are times when I wonder

if this will be the morning when the sun does not rise

ah, but then the slightest gray

and I prepare to greet the dawn

embracing it as a long lost love

flooded with gratitude

grasping, as if for the first time

the gift

of both this darkness

and this light

for in the darkness the smallest light is seen

felt, embraced, rejoiced

and in even that vague and fragile  light

the vulnerability of the

darkness is

revealed

and in that moment I know

the light shines in the darkness

and the darkness will not overcome it

dawn will come