A NIGHT I WON’T MISS
Kiss the night,
and love the day.
But do not deviate from your own moral pathway, for the Devil may find his way.
Late one night I took a stroll,
I left my crucifix on the nightstand,
and headed out into the unknown.
Through parks, down alleyways,
Deep into the woods I walked,
Until the revelation hit me that I was indeed quite lost.
Further and farther I walked , but alas,
Further and farther I was lost.
Until panic and self-doubt owned the night,
Then I ran, very much like a madman in flight,
Up and down hills and winding mountain roads,
How is it possible I ventured this far from home?
In a valley of complete aloneness,
How I longed for a moment of comfort,
I clutched my chest,
My finger’s grasped the cross,
Suddenly, all around me, the light’s turned back on.