Drawn

The lights shine through the darkness
A call to peace and solitude in the night.
Sanctuary beckoning across the shore
Born on the wings of birds of the night.
Slowly it begins with the hush of the day.
Tucking in the stray warmth of day and
Greeting the soft chill that comes to
Refresh and grant rest, give relief
To all the busy work and reach toward
The shores of rest or wonder as we pray
Into the sanctuary of the darkness
With the abandon of rest.