Standing in the light
I see the darkness
The evil from which I emerged
Clearly
For the first time

Just as I cannot know the light
Without darkness
So too I cannot know the darkness
Without light

I thought I knew the darkness well
When I was caught in it
As it touched me
As it coursed through me

I believed the darkness was me

Standing in the light
I sense the true nature of my being
Radiating this warm glow

I have not emerged from the darkness
I have shed it
Like a cloak
Beneath which the light
Has always burned
Will always burn
Has always kept the darkness
In its dark