Bright Comfort of Darkness
It is in darkness life feels normal. Moon and starlight are old friends who’ve never abandoned me nor judged my lack of faith. They are guardians of my tears, counselors for my bitterness, angels administering hope. In the valley of shadows I can see more than bleached headlines of daylight hypocrisy. Grown from a vine of sapphire, nursed by the galaxy when insomnia’s colic twists me into despair, I am stronger from walking darkness than sunburnt hours of abuse. ©Susie Clevenger 2025 What's Going On? ~ The Dark