Bathed in Night’s Embrace

A poignant exploration of finding strength and identity in the depths of the night, where one’s true light shines brightest.

Copyright © Priya Florence Shah

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In the womb of night, I first drew breath,

Where shadows danced, and silence kept.

The darkness, my cradle, my whispered lullaby,

In its depths, I learned to live, to sigh.

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You, a visitor, to its depths descended,

But I, a child of the night, befriended.

In the cloak of dusk, my kin I found,

In the moon’s gentle glow, my heart unbound.

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womb of night

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You may think you know the dark’s embrace,

But I, its child, its love, its grace.

For where you see only void and fear,

I see a world that’s crystal clear.

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Born in shadows, I found my light,

In the darkest hour, I shine most bright.

For the darkness is not my foe,

But the cradle from which my strength does grow.

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