Stepping off the Path
I lost my way. I stepped right off the path
And stumbled down, so deep into the dark,
Into that forest where I’ve seen the creatures
You’ve heard all crying in the heart of night
And tearing fear out from the darkness hiding
So much of this our possible bright world
Behind impenetrable blankets of dark.
A mystery that twists the possible
Around in darkness as we wait for dawn
To come and take us by the hand, away
From these dark forests where too much goes on
We cannot ever know or understand.
We turn, go back to our safe cities where
The lights always shine down on us to keep
The night away, as shadows twist the dark
Where only creatures of the night dare tread.
We are not brave enough, not any more,
For night. We turned our backs against the dark
And lost so much of what it means to live.