Into the Light

Into the Light

That space where they can walk into the light.
Each morning’s dawning following the night.
That with their wounds I strong identify.
What greater comfort? Hard to quantify.
I am attentive. Also, too, I love.
Capacity instilled from up above.
My children in the night, those terrors felt.
Who is it they might cry to for their help?
That willingness we have to look within.
To that extent our empathy extends.