Hidden in the Twilight

There’s a whisper in my chamber, I’m yet to sojourn in slumber, Something hides in the twilight, Something is shrouded by the night. I sense a presence, I don’t know its essence, Something has walked through my door, There’s a jolt in my core. The moon stands on its podium, The world is the stadium, There’s a passage of the unseen, But not through a figurine. I look out of the window, There’s no walking shadow, Twilight speaks to me, I go across an uncanny sea. November 9, 2024.