Night

Lights have gone,
Just before the storm,
Blind in the darkness,
Simply I roam,

My eyes do not hear,
My ears attempt to see,
Danger seems quite sure,
Somethings near me,



What I imagine,
Somewhere exists,
Now my dream,
Haunts me like cysts,

Fear creeps in,
Thinking about my sin,
The peaceful sun,
Has long gone,

Yet I see a spark,
From hope without,
Moon might bask,
Upon this lonely night,

This night,
Darkness so bright,
No need to take flight,
Beauty at its height.

Moon finally shines,
Takes away the binds.
Accompanied by stars,
My mind is flooded with smiles.