“Dear soul,am I only because I have been?”

“People drink democracy in a glass of teabut night falls, again.”

“Night has fallen. And it will last for a very long time.”

“Abortive time: unwilling to tarryDaylight begins to hide into the heatHis moonless night desires to be starryThose lame knees want to break down on his feetFrom the poem Sonnet For A Man (Part I)”

“You knows dat in New Orleans is not morning ’til dee sun come up.”

“And at the end of the night, they realized how important those little stars were, which they ignored while adoring the beauty of the moon whole night.”

“I got tired of feeling like Dracula. I wanted to see some daylight, and not just at six o’clock in the morning.”

“She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward. ”

“How did it get so late so soon?”

“Oh how I enjoy the nightThe still silence is something spiritualCaffeined by the incessant chirping of the cricketsMy thoughts are a waterfall flowing out of the darknessThe cock crows; we sense the dawnI quicken my hand before I burn out at first lightWhat did you create for us?The sun keeps us awake The dead air calls us at nightWhen are we to rest?”

“Before I met you, all I could see was a black hole.Now the nights are full of bright shining stars whispering your name into a constellation.”

“So what if there’s no sun out today…I’m full of divine shine anyway…at any time, day or night…I’ve learned its quite all right. As a faith-height guide, I pack a powerful spotlight flash that can push back the darkness with an inner grin, facing forward into life’s best light…”

“Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?”

“Our Lady of the Underground never asks me to choose between day and night. If I want to flourish I need the ever-changing light of darkness as much as I need the full of light of day. Give your heart to them both, she says. When I complain that I cannot see as well at night as I can during the days, she tells me this is a good thing. Maybe it will slow you down. When I tell her that I cannot get as much done at night because darkness makes me sleepy, she says yes, that is the plan. Maybe you will get some rest. When I point out that slowing down just makes me think about things I would rather not think about, she laughs. Do you think that not thinking about them will make them go away?”