Poem By Mark Adrian Adonay

I like the way,
How the moon
Speaks to me.
In the night’s silence
His voice,
Is heard by me
As I
Look towards
The black sky.
In the night,
Before I sleep;
He says to me
“Where is your light? ”
I answered:
“You are my light,
But is it enough? ”
“You’re bright
But still our eyes wander,
Look around you;
Only you is bright
Like a lamp hangs above
The heaven’s zenith;
Can you be like a sun?
His light filled the skies”.
Then he answers me,
“If there’s a light,
There’s a darkness
You can’t say
The sun is bright
If you don’t know
What is the dark one
You can’t say
That I am the light
When nothing is being darkened”.

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