Dark of the Night

I ran through the woods on a starry night At peace I felt as all alright The chill air stung as I breathe I turned to see what little path I leave Out of the sudden left reason to pause It came it the dark of night without cause It flashed brighter than a lightning rod A streak of beauty painted by the hand of God Never before had I seen brilliance more I became the hungry being fed by the poor As quickly as it came it disappeared But in my memory forever it seared The light showed the woods on the darkest of night I turned again and remember my miles of plight All ran without sight It may not have stayed But heavy on me it weighed Never again did I run in the dark I pray for the day I see another spark