when the night falls

past the tree around the house
a light shines in my window
i pull the shades and close the blinds
and wonder at its brilliance
it shines so bravely in the dark
in the face of gathering gloom
as if for all the world to see
that naught can quench its glow
i turn from gazing on its shine
to contemplate its meaning
how when all seems so lost and drear
i can press still bravely on
another flips the switch that powers
i know it can but beam
and yet i too must draw my light
from Another's glory
so i lay my head down soft to sleep
the light shines ever on
and in my dreams i walk head high
down paths lit bright as day