NIGHT CALLERS
I love them, truly love them and surely always will
They come for me in hope when sleep eludes my night
They dance about my mind in early morning chill
And fill my world with joy resplendent in their might
They know I crave their beauty and they, my fertile mind
As such the deal is struck when patience bides their time
They deluge me in torrents and I repay in kind
By shaping tumbled phrases into sweet balanced rhyme
Still as I form the verses and satisfy their needs
And feel the urge within me give out in rhythmic beat
I cultivate bright flowers from errant wayward seeds
To cherish and delight, our odyssey complete
Though I am now fulfilled my talent all but spent
We know you sing, they say, please make of us a song
A musical refrain would add such sentiment
To give up on us now would be a dreadful wrong
Then I compose in haste some jaded cliched tune
To still their firm demands, though pleasing I confess
Calm order is restored at last and none too soon
As I beseech the words and notes to coalesce
Yet here the song complete is futile then they say
Until it is performed so others can rejoice
And celebrate our charm and so you must hold sway
And manifest our worth with spiritual voice
The lyric then performed on unforgiving stage
I settle knowing I have doubtless played my part
Yet what are these strange texts that would with me engage
More words, new words insistent their message to impart
Although the constant clamor denies me of my rest
I cannot rail for long or wail as well I might
For I know I am chosen and thus so truly blessed
By words that will enchant, all's well bring on the night.
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