Darkness and the Light
the silent moonlit night,
underneath the starlit sky,
see spirits in their wondrous flight,
hear the newborn babies cry.
spirits spread their virtues,
to newborn ones they bring,
sharing life’s important values,
through the whispered words they sing.
whisper in the babies ears,
through spirit’s wings of clouds,
cleansing them through spirit’s tears,
creating impenetrable shrouds.
them through childhood,
from in darkness ruling forces,
they hunger for this innocent brood,
to build strength through heavenly sources.
centuries this war is fought,
between darkness and the light,
the virtues by the spirits brought,
will guide you through this night…
© Clautje West 2001