Night time
After a day of endless work
the sharp rays stinging your callused skin
when the world around starts to settle
coming home to silence
it seems too perfect
to take off your mask which is shaped in a painful smile
to be able to be yourself
let a deep sigh, let it come from the heart
as you let the crisp air whirl you forth
unwind as you watch the gems dance upon the sky
asking guidance from the wisest
the moon has always been there
refilling the glass in which you keep your hope
the howls telling you there's company
you do not have to be alone
under the guidance of the night
