Night Skys

the cloak of the night skys glitters with its jewels and the whitecaps glisten neath the moon and I am drawn in to its majesty the hearld of darkness sparkling with light and stand sheltered by its expanse the cast of moon scattering gloom and my smallness is felt deeply familiar patterns are there by virtue of the light there reflected and the surty of knowing its ceaselessness and its boundries as yet unknown and undiscoverd that we look away from ourselves to something greater what is dark in ourselves is far lessened by the light reflected from another source to draw strength from without the whitecaps lap at the shore the limits defined by her moon and sky a night of peace unfettered by storm but the storms will come with shadows and obscurity to frighten children and make seamen pray mankind will scamper to their burrows and I will be one with them casting my sight till the sun rises again chasing away storm and shadow another morrow to illuminate the confines of our lives as is imposed by time and law unceasing COPYRIGHT © 2009 C. Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC