i whispered in the dark, to the night~

 

                                                                         

i whispered in the dark, to the night~

‘will you tell me if i close mine eyes they

will open when the sunrays bring the

morning’s delight, piercing the clouds

and branches and leaves of trees, that

mine ears will hear the cardinal sing while

the squirls stand upright waiting for me

to lay down peanuts, as always i do’

the silence of the noir of night speaks

to me, saying ‘i cannot assure you of this,

for i do not hold your spirit in my hand,

but in that i am the dark of the universe,

i do know that if you have rendered this

within, to be the case, then you will see

and hear this, again’