Poem - A minute in the night
The moon rises over the houses Silence and darkness of the night The cool mystical peacefulness of the night stretching on forever The night realm is it's own world The night world coming to visit every evening Vastness of night air purifies my body heart and soul The night mother talks in quietness The moon is saying follow your instincts Your eyes are lights your eyes are your soul You are alive in this world so live fully Give into your instincts and only your instincts The night, speaking in quietness and darkness, coolness and mysticalness leaves me at that and flows on, stretching out in vast endless time for the rest of the night.