In the depth of night with a multitude of shining stars so bright <br />And lit with the crescent moon’s sparkling clear pearlescent light <br />A stillness pervades the air as clouds skim by as shadows in a dream <br />Against the blackness of deep slumbers’ inky depth of sky <br />And all creatures of the day rest in the peace of a restless night <br />All is still and moves no more except the creatures of the dusk <br />And the tress and plants responding to deep breaths in gusts <br />The sign above the pub swings to and fro in need of lubrication, groans <br />The owls and foxes, eyes so bright, as they hoot and slink <br />Hunting prey and calling to the dark as they silently go about their way <br />Until the sun above horizon comes and you pull up the sheets to keep out its light <br />And stay in the dark haziness of dreams that have and hold you tight <br />Perchance a scent of sweet dew permeates the room right through <br />Bringing a feeling that renews, a feeling of life as one, that’s You <br />Calling to let go of the dark shadows, which you now know, were never true.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waking-up-12/
