The night, ah yes , the night
I have not seen it lately
for my eyes have been closed
I have heard it, though
what life bares it’s soul
and sings in the night
It wanders about
like I do
in the light
I recall once
not too long ago
looking up
and their were holes
in the sky
one big one
for sure
in the dark
in the night
Boy, was it bright
This is beautiful. Don't keep your eyes closed for too long or you'll forget how to see. Keep looking for the magic.
ReplyDeleteIt was spontaneous, this thought. I was reading the 'Poets United' and they suggested the subject matter, the night. Then, actually inspired by your 'When the NightTime'.
ReplyDeleteSee, how we all feed off each other.