Night

Darkness stalks the evening sun shadows flee The streets, the moon and the stars illuminate The night from their power station in the sky But neon signs and florescent brights fornicate their presence Bittersweet sorry delight this is the majesty Of the night And in this realm of darkness come men with Barren conscience cold there stories yet untold Of visions quest and serenade and dreams they Hope the night unfold Some will speak with tangled tongues and fill Te air with daunting sounds But when the magic of a darkened sky spills The fragrance of the night Some will hear this tender call and from a Heart where truelove dwells answer to the Moon that swells Bathed in the bouquet of a swollen moon This heart now full of freed emotion plays a Melody of unchained devotion Love brings me to this place of hope That man fear not the darkened sky This prelude to the morn But light the shadows in their soul And so embrace the wisdom of the day That we might see a dawn Earl S. Jackson Copyright © 2010 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved