Into the Night

Those shadows come out

In the dark and the deep blue.

Searching for the brightness

Of the new day dawning,

I yet find beauty in the faint light

Given by the stars that meet the horizon.

Why has it come to this,

In the deep pain and the fear?

Has this shadowed beauty

Been created for us,

So far away from shining day,

Where green flowers bloom

And red trees bear fruit

Under the northern slate mountains?

I must go on in search of the healing,

To find the right way through the doubt--

Beyond the tremor and past the shout.

This path must be before us now,

For we couldn’t can’t be left alone in this.

And so I know there has to be an somewhere better.

There must be a way.

There must be.

So now or never we trust this,

Let us go onward,

Even when the sun has gone down.

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With the release of every chapter of Below the Land, I will be posting a companion poem.  This is the poem related to Chapter 7.