Defiance

Come shadow and sorrow

with your long low smoke

that clings and smolders

that stings as it singes

and stinks of rot and mold

Come if you dare

from your dank caves

from your dark caverns

Curl and spill

froth and overflow

Be the far-reaching arm

the last stretch of the night

and rage with all your sullen might.

Come shadow! Come sorrow.

Strike with all your gathered strength

Strike and strike again

Gather to strike a third

and fall.

For you with all your insidious insinuations

your sinuous sapping sting

are nothing to me.

Come sorrow, come shadow,

come and smite

I dare you to strike.

Come shadow, Come sorrow.

I have love

and all is light.