They fall but never seek to stay
They soften light they shape the day;
They give the bright a place to rest
They mark the form the soul addressed
No evil born no harm implied
They teach how light and dark coincide;
Each shadow bends each beam extends
Their contrast makes the circle ends
To fear the dark is to forget
That light was born in its silhouette;
No glow can live without the gray
No dawn can bloom without decay
The edge of night the rim of sun
Are part of one eternal run;
The heart that learns both shade and flame—
Will never fear itself again