Out of the dark comes the light

But unlike most the light is my fright.

The gentle glow of a candle and snow

makes me want to know what safety does it truly hold.

In the dark nothing is seen

In the light everyone is mean

In the dark all is hidden yet everything is known

In the light all is confused all is a lie all is unknown

In the dark I am safe In the light I am afraid

Out of the dark comes the light

and with it my greatest frights

And thus,
I must fight.