Covered Darkness
The night descends in a covered darkness,
Taking everything to its own feeling,
The trees huddled together in dark green,
The wind blows across what is waiting,
Questions that hold on
The furthest trees, they fade away
A distant grey, the last of thoughts,
The things that come, what does not,
The night crowds out, covered darkness,
The coming starlight, waits for no one.
Copyright © Michael East | Year Posted 2016
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