In The Dark, I Learned To See Poem by Amrit Rathi

I’m restless, and the night is quite dark.
For solace, I've come down to the sea,
feeling the gloom of my lost hopes,
like the roaring waves deep inside me.

The waves struck against the rocks,
gliding as wild notes on a distant harp.
Everything looked like shadows or ghosts,
and I saw my fears much clearer and sharp.

Though the sea was but very calm and quiet,
and the darkness made me alert and fresh,
my heart was heavy with the intense pain,
like after exhausted storm, the silence came.

Come on, fear! I'm not the least scared of you,
and am assuming what’s the worst can happen.
The worries are gone-what a turning point!
Improving upon the worst, remains only question.

The vast, still, open sea pacified the nerves;
the mind like a laser beam deadly focused,
what all I could see I saw, could feel I felt:
I'm amazed how silently the gloom had left.

In the dark you become more alert and sharp;
without the colors, distraction doesn’t stay.
How I could see more in the dark I wondered-
what was not visible in the light of the day!

I looked at the beach and a small sand house;
some kids in the day might've made it anew;
kids make it here; we first in imagination do,
our dreams like roses drenched with the dew.

I kept on watching the time fly like a hawk,
and resolved to rebuild the house of my dreams,
the contours clearly flashing in the dark
to turn a new leaf, the agenda and schemes.

The dead of the night hides the life of a day;
and the despair hides the future hope.
The direction is what the approach decides:
the shape of things to come I can now find.

The mind became clearer: I didn't realize;
the first ray after dawn came down on the earth.
My dreams flew in the sky like birds quite free;
I wondered how, in the dark, I learned to see.

Light we take for granted: effortless and free;
we focus not as we have many things to see.
Some great truths that night dawned on me,
and what a paradox! In the dark, I learned to see.

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