Always
but especially in times of dark,
encroaching space,
my hope alights and leans
on an enduring faith
in the human spirit
and the myriad illumined pockets
of kindness and enlightened thought.
They are as the stars in a night sky:
escape the density of beamed artifice
and they are constant; visible.
For the heart sees what it looks for
as much as does the mind’s lensed eye.
juxtaposed 
I loved the last line the most . I recently wrote something like this as well ! Indeed, there’s something about the dark which is too powerful and bewitching .
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