Oh sullen veil that falls in many stages. Oh brooding curtain that covers all things. It is sorrow that we will not fully embrace you. Giver of rest and friend that we pierce with cruel light. For primal fear we do not embrace the night. We children of day fear what we can't see. Subtle things hidden in the shadows, cool desires we fear to brace. So transition from evenings veil into the heart of your darkest self. Then withdraw at dawn's breaking until we again meet dear friend at the days last rays fading behind darkening horizons to let us embrace the shades of night once again.