Darkness and Light

 

The sun is low in the sky

as scanty clouds scud swiftly by

Most of the leaves have now gone

for in most places there are absolutely none

 

a gust of blustery wind presses against my face

as I bend forward into the wind apace

Leaves of autumnal splendour are everywhere

we choose carefully what clothes we decide to wear

 

Dawn arrives unannounced in a mood so tame

it departs discourteously as an extinguished flame

For the most part we dwell in a gloomy place

with no luggage not even an overnight case

 

Scarves and masks shield our faces from the cold

all are the signs of growing weary and old

Glad to be indoors yet frustrated within

a joy it would be to break forth and make a din

 

The dark, the cold and endless gloom

are there to help us in our little room

When the light of dawn does resurrect

we come together and stand erect

 

Darkness points us to the light

to compare and see a different sight

One cannot do without the other

as one is a sister of the other brother