I have no religion:
only that poetry and music
has led me to an indescribably
sublime and divine region

The day is most likely
to be marked by grind and clamour
but there's nothing that will
make me lose my  sense of humour

Some fear the night
but its hours I like
inspiration from such
I draw to write:

the day's harshness
has all taken flight
the silence soothes
under the moonlight

they who fear the night
have something to hide
the darkness threatens
they feel safer in the light

I'm a friend of the night
in a bond that I take pride:
my door is open to you
at these hours--you're welcome inside!

Much of life is murky
we've to learn how
and where to see
in our journey

lost they are too many
despite the best intentionality:
life hides its true identity
it thrives on its mystery

It's not popular--truth
to most it doesn't suit

Not everyone likes
to be hugged or embraced
stretching out your hand
is often enough grace

Give me someone
without blemish:
his friendship
I'll readily cherish