“The Opposition of Light” A poem, by Joe Thomas

The sun is rising in the east
With expectation none the least

For prospects far too great to know
Except by God His wisdom sew

The sun will touch the sky again
The earth’s embrace cannot remain

It soon will reach the lofty height
And let the earth uncloak the night

A curious romance the earth does share
Both darkness . . . light; strange love affair

The darkness brings rest by somber respite
And patient the light, praying darkness take flight

And daily is seen this romantic reprise
Dominion is wrestled over coveted skies

And those in its witness see tumult and rage
When conflict erupts and in battle engage

The thunder, the lightning, by violence produce
What darkness would want of the light to let loose

Contented, the darkness is not with its night
It seeks to possess what is held by the light

The coveted skies in their patience do bear
The grievous afflictions of jealous despair

Yet always it happens, and proved never fails
The strife, it soon passes, and earth’s sigh exhales

Dispelling the clouds and the rain of the fears
The light beams victorious and dries up the tears

The sun then will meet in the west soon enough
Soft embrace of earth’s bosom, and daytime rebuff

Whatever the clouds, whatever the sky
If darkness should stricken, bring fear to your eye

Know this, and have hope, that the darkness will flee
It must yield to the light that a new day will be.

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