The night was my place in this world
A place where i feel at peace, unfurled
And not in pieces
But whole, like Paganini's caprices

Walking down the streets
I heard the passing wind
Roaring through lanes a many
Without people in them any

Dogs barked
And cats growled
In the distance i heard foxes howl
For this was a symphony In the dark

The full moon shined bright
For this was a glorious night
It wore its scars of astronomical bombardment, proudly
For it stood through those times stoutly

I walked by a watchman half asleep
Snoring away into the darkness
Counting sheep
Unappreciative of the starless night sky

I walked the walk
As many talk the talk
For I
Couldn't get over that late night high

Passing by a park
Deserted in the dark
I sat on a swing
Moon-flowers blooming, more awe inspiring than anything

As boring as it may have seemed
This was, for me
Even though many may disagree
This is the dream

looking down at the barren ground
Listening to the grasshoppers chirp
Was when i had a realization, profound

Life was a cycle of calm and dismay
And the night;
Is like a zayas
To balance out the chaos
That of the day