Let the shadows come in to play
fill the room black with their display,
Each shadow holds a lighter side
one that doesn't cast aside,
the dark in which they abide...
So greet them with your arms out wide
rise from where you crouch and hide,
For shadows are the love of night,
so cast your darkness in my light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem