Darkness was a shroud that needed to drift into outer space
In the wee hours of the morning it creeps back
Somehow, it is banished or it is hidden from others so they don't see
In silence and quiet there is a profound wisdom
Too much deafening noise out there coming from too many sources
Tired of listening to those who want to hear themselves talk
Listening to a world dealing with challenges and changes
Since coming out of the darkness , the middle suits me for now
That is where I am today

C@rainbowchaser2021