The darkest hour

The Darkest Hour
Comes before the dawn
So they say,
So they say.
But how long before?
Not really 'just'
Because truly
When it is darkest
The light is furthest from me
When it is darkest
It will take the longest
To return to me.
This is how I feel,
This is how I feel.
When everything is dark
Then nothing seems real
When no light shines
I cannot feel the warmth
Of the bright side of the world.

Oh, Light-
You haven't left forever
Just for one night
But one night can seem so long
In this sort of weather.

If in the darkest hours
We weep
Then it will safe our secrets keep
And when the light shines down again
We will know then
Relief.
For what would be the day
Without the night
Or victory
Without the fight
Or peace
Without our inner struggles?

When the night has grown so deep
We cannot see to move,
Or even creep
We might need just
Be still a little while
For even in the darkest night
Can shine a dream
Of brighter things
And this may light our minds
For just a time
Until from blackest hours
Shines the dawn...

The golden sun shall come
To light our path -
Perhaps one before unseen, unknown
And we shall walk, face to the sun,
Hand in hand,
And no longer be alone,
Yes, we shall see clearly then
The dews from darkness sprung,
The very good
the night hath done.