I hide because I am cold

and I want the comfort of the dark.

And, I know coldness leads to warmth,

and comfort in the dark leads to

discomfort in the light.

Why burn my face in pursuit of change

when I already possess the same

shade as the Moon?

Moonglow is sought.

I already have what is wanted.

I hide because I crave peace

and I want the silence of the dark.

And, I know peace leads to disruption,

and silence in the dark leads

to the Sun screaming my name.

So relentless—

She will not let me be.

She tells me Moonglow is lovely,

moving, and true,

but she reminds me Sunlight has a purpose, too.

“I can give you the warmth you need.

I can help you grow.

I may burn your skin,

and work your bones ’til they ache,

but I’m essential to life.

Bask in me.

And rest under the Moon.”

The more I hide, the louder she knocks.

The more I retreat, the more she nudges

the Moon away.

So relentless—

I give in.