May I return when nights come

May I return when nights come And off the furious outside mind And lit beams inside of some kinds They sparkle calmness as seeds sprout And shine as the moonlit torches the soul I am sure of these moments of aliveness As bright as the crystallized world of unseen ln a sudden mode, hilarious could flow Else, fade off tiredness irrational foes Many times, I hate to mention this in poems As hypocritical as some chinese trouble