Night
Night is my time
When light dissipates
Into matte darkness
Of endless dusk
My psyche awakens
And starts roaming
Barren landscape of
The dark side of the moon
Staring at the horizon of milky way
Spread over the sky
Searching for mysteries
That are hidden away
In woven ethereal patterns
Repeating itself like ripples
In the living water circles
Touched by invisible hand
Of lonely creator
I follow my insatiable drive
To catch the escaping edge
Of Ariadne's thread
That becomes visible
Only at night
In full moons’ shine
And disappears in days’ light
I escape the prison every night
Of my earthly existence
Locked in the limits of day
With light that makes things
Look flat and plain
When high noon hits the sky
Only at night I feel
That the illusion of clarity
Of bright sunny day
Locks my sight in delusion
That I am whole and safe
Only at night the depth
Of multi-dimensional world
Spinning feverishly around
Opens in front of my eyes
And I stare in dreamy daze
Overwhelmed by fear
Into the center of the universe
Attracted like a moth to light
To the darkness of night
Copyright © Ruta Skendeliene | Year Posted 2017
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