Mysterious forces gather into the mind
bleeding with excitement ,fragrancing the night.
This is the time of visions sought, dreams refreshed.
Many splendored is this night,the dark flows swiftly.
Find yourself in the arms of imagination and painted glory.
You are the captain of this splendid vessel,onward sail
to anywhere those phantoms of the past can be lost.
Regenerate, rejuvenate,feast on the fruits of a new endeavor.
Sparkle the night sky with a dazzling delivery of words come from the soul.
For far too soon the daylight will beckon and start those logical processes once more.
written by Deb Wilson 1/11/2014
for contest "Into Night's Dwelling"
sponsored by nette onclaud