The Light Is In the Darkness

An aged boy is wander wakes up at the dawn secretly looks through the house neighborhood backstreets market stores Walks around and takes a look the light is invisible Go up and down the gardens Meeting animal smiling flower whispering streams shiny pebble a rocking sea dancing grasses blowing wind flickering lights dancing Dragging a tired body in hopelessness opens the bedroom door in warehouse falls asleep like the dead in the nightmare closes the eyes light comes from the broken darkness, touches the lips buried in the night.