My Midnight: A Second Collection Of Poetry

-Night-

The stars fill up the sky

A beautiful absence of light

The darkness is taking me high

This is that which we call night

Peace settles down in my soul

But they say only God dwells in the light

Then what of this feeling of being whole?

God also dwells in the night

An amazing thing is called silence

When no one can hear people fight

Another wonderful essence

Of this beautiful thing we call night