In Darkest Night
In darkest night, the soul is alone.
by Rani Turton
The soul is alone and the world silent;
In deepest pain, silence like a knife
Can leave jagged wounds
A soft human voice can comfort and heal
A soft human hand can touch
And that is never too much.
In darkest night, the soul searches.
A ray of light, a hope, some solace;
Words of wisdom from a wise human being
Knowing the far path from which you've come.
Sometimes tired of just being.
Now dawn pales the sky.
There is the night and then the day
A giver and taker, taking all away
There is sorrow but tomorrow
Even after the darkest night
The soul will find the light.