My Worded Night

Can there be another quiet night?
A night never known to be in existence
A night to have blanket over light
A night to have shared broken silence

It hides, hiding and hidden well
Never in the findings to find and be found
And it dwells so well where darkness fell
Too pure in soundings perhaps, to even hear a sound

Is there a way, is there that day?
To be here, to be there, somewhere and nowhere
Was there that day, to have fade away?
Yet nowhere am I somewhere to be here nor there

And lost I am not to myself, but reality
And lost I am to myself, but dreams
Am I given a chance to cheat time with tranquility?
Was I given a chance to cheat death from within?

I am still seeking that night however…
A night never known in existence to be
Yet found once was it worded another!
A night in silence to once be broken by me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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