In the dark of the forest, you stand,
Fearing what hides just beyond sight.
The path ahead is veiled,
The night feels endless.

Though the forest's shape is obscured,
You remember its form by day.
You trust it—
Guiding you through
What you cannot see.

Then, light.
A gentle revelation,
A dance ignites the sky,
A shimmer defying the dark.

Witnessed only by those
Who chose to remain,
Who found stillness,
In the discomfort of the unknown.

Beauty reveals itself—
Not in the certainty of day,
But in stillness,
When the night was endless. 

In darkness, you stood,
And became a canvas for light.