Night
Darkness stalks the evening sun shadows flee
The streets, the moon and the stars illuminate
The night from their power station in the sky
But neon signs and florescent brights fornicate
their presence
Bittersweet sorry delight this is the majesty
Of the night
And in this realm of darkness come men with
Barren conscience cold there stories yet untold
Of visions quest and serenade and dreams they
Hope the night unfold
Some will speak with tangled tongues and fill
Te air with daunting sounds
But when the magic of a darkened sky spills
The fragrance of the night
Some will hear this tender call and from a
Heart where truelove dwells answer to the
Moon that swells
Bathed in the bouquet of a swollen moon
This heart now full of freed emotion plays a
Melody of unchained devotion
Love brings me to this place of hope
That man fear not the darkened sky
This prelude to the morn
But light the shadows in their soul
And so embrace the wisdom of the day
That we might see a dawn
Earl S. Jackson
Copyright © 2010 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved
Copyright © Earl Jackson | Year Posted 2006
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