Like moths attracted to the light,
we swarm together, drawn to warmth,
the solace of some company.
Perhaps the darkness is not feared
for the evil it can hide,
but for the place that it reveals,
in which we stand
alone
unable to find
the currents raised
by fellow travelers’ hovering wings
to encourage us to fly
this ancient route,
the soul’s migration
out of
darkness
into
light.
