Night Skies

the cloak of the night skys

glitters with its jewels

and the whitecaps glisten neath the moon

and I am drawn in to its majesty

the hearld of darkness sparkling with light

and stand sheltered by its expanse

the cast of moon scattering gloom

and my smallness is felt deeply

familiar patterns are there

by virtue of the light there reflected

and the surty of knowing its ceaselessness

and its boundries as yet unknown and undiscoverd

that we look away from ourselves to something greater

what is dark in ourselves is far lessened

by the light reflected from another source

to draw strength from without

the whitecaps lap at the shore

the limits defined by her moon and sky

a night of peace unfettered by storm

but the storms will come

with shadows and obscurity

to frighten children and make seamen pray

mankind will scamper to their burrows

and I will be one with them

casting my sight till the sun rises again

chasing away storm and shadow

another morrow to illuminate

the confines of our lives

as is imposed by time and law unceasing