Necessity Of Night Poem by Sonny Rainshine

In renouncing his shadow he renounced the sun;
his shadow turned white and succumbed to extinction.
He became transparent, a colorless mist.

Regarding too late that if his shadow was banished,
light must have failed and the sun must have vanished
and he therefore did not exist.

It was only then that it came to light
the terrible necessity of night;
that happiness was wedded to despair
and contrast is present everywhere.