Night is the friend who falls.

Never does it dawn or rise or break

Comfort freely offered as my keepsake

Beguiling me with its tender peace

Seeking my secrets to release

Seeing through my walls.

 

Night falls from stillness of earth.

Caressing me with its silent speech

Its honesty within my reach

Keeper of secrets, no demands

Easing my anguish with its hands

Encouraging my rebirth.

 

Night falls from celestial senses.

The master conductor of sounds and light

Fireflies blink as they take to their flight

Heat flash lightning, songs from the wise

Illuminating secrets with ears and eyes

No pretenses.

 

Night falls from darkened mystery.

Cavernous shadows on the rim of time

Thoughts of entering their depths are thoughts sublime

To wander in obscurity, lost but aware

Kindred spirits, with burning desire to share

Our history.

Our mystery.

 

Night falls

Enthralls

Sees all

And calls …

To me.