In darkness falls a cloak of deep, still night,
When all the world is bathed in shadows' grace,
The stars above lucent with their gentle shimmer,
And moonlight casts a soft and silver lace.
The night is pregnant with a quiet peace,
A time for musings to wander and to roam,
A time for sullenness and for fears to cease,
As we find solace in the night alone.
The world is hushed, the city glimmer grows dim,
The creatures of the night begin to stir,
The air is cool, the moon begins to swim,
A sense of magic in the darkness' blur.
In night's engulf, we find a calming rest,
A time to heal, to dream, to be our best.
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Interrelation and Other Works
Poesie"Interrelation and Other Works" is a profound anthology that invites readers into a world where the human spirit and soul are laid bare. This collection of 70 poems and 13 stories, and more, explores the intricate dance between philosophical wonder...
