Black was the Night

Black was the night he came to us stars winked and blinked in the sky he spread his arms in loving embrace, stopping us in our place. Eyes blazed with sparkling light showing us the way to right, hesitation held our feet along this path what would we meet. some said no this is a game played out by powers beyond our ken heads nodded in collective agreement descions hung in midair waiting on consent. But others consented and followed the path finding a joy never encountered before sun will shine filling those with light watching flowers grow and creatures wild delight. andrew mcintyre 2024 (c).