In the Dark Night

In the dark night time stops to flow, the still hands of the clock show how infinite desolate pathos could be for life wandering in darkness lonely, sunrise hour the time creator would know. Clumped silver cloud gleams in astral halo, moon dust drapes the ground with satin glow, as God sprouts the stars of hope remotely in the dark night. Indomitable faith fertilizes the land fallow, barren trees soak it in the trunk hollow, wait for the new sunrise, longing to see clouds melt, rain washes the green canopy, as tranquil time creates the bright morrow in the dark night. _________________ April 25, 2022 Contest : Your Favorite Theme Sponsored by : Regina McIntosh