When the night sinks with a rising moon
Silence illumines the universe
In it is found the flame of the Spirit
And all those angels lighting the path.
When the day rises with an obstreperous sun
Noise invades like the armies at Blachernae
With torches lit, demons walk about
Setting fires ablaze with talk of better days ahead.
These are opposite realities.
They are like night and day.
You must choose.
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