Yes-Go through
Yes, the light does not arrive
it accumulates,
Yes, not a switch but a gradient,
not a moment but an hour,
Yes, darkness and light argue slowly,
neither winning cleanly,
Yes, and the world is briefly,
beautifully, neither.
Yes, at four the darkness is still absolute and entire,
Yes, yet the birds open their throats and sing anyway,
Yes, not because they see the light but because they trust the turn,
Yes, you do not need the dawn before you begin.
Yes, by five the sky tries blue against the black,
Yes, a ghost-colour, a suggestion, a possibility rehearsed,
Yes, night and day inhabit the same sky without confusion
Yes, this is not contradiction, this is honesty.
Yes, by six the mist catches light differently than the hills do,
Yes, a tree steps forward, then the field, then the far ridge,
Yes, each thing returning to its name, its shape, its place,
Yes, having come through the dark without losing what it was.
Yes, this is the joy: the long accumulated yes,
Yes, light choosing the world, detail by deliberate detail,
Yes, the birds already knew and now, so do you
Yes, go through, go through, the light is always coming.
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