The Cloak Of Night
The cloak of Night suppresses sounds;
all, but the faint beat of my heart.
Zoning out of reality,
I shelter in Night's quietude.
Muting the Day's cacophony,
the cloak of Night suppresses sounds.
And allows me to sort my thoughts,
without the annoyance of noise.
When Chaos rings inside my head:
distractions echo through my mind.
The cloak of Night suppresses sounds,
city life, tethered to the day.
Stepping outside of the moment,
my mind disengages with time.
For at the fringes of quiet,
the cloak of Night suppresses sounds.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2024
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