Night Reflections

I lay here, awakened by the loud
sound of silence in my world.
The darkness hides the onrush
of a dawning day, but I resist
the intrusion.

Through eyes concealed in darkness,
I am blinded by the truth of life's
burning rays. With each call of
dawn's light, night retreats further
and gives passage to what will be.
Should I sink into the security of
the night? Or embrace the birth
of light.