I’m  sleepy but the night’ s awake
With sounds the days just  never make
Hear Sighs and rustles I can't define
Born of   thoughts -I think just mine.


My body sleeps, the soul delights
Sensing   a world out of sight
Seen through a cheery misty glow
Gently at the noon of night.

Many  figures around me lie
Enjoying  carefree the starry sky
They spot me and just  crowd around
Whisper soon the night will die.

Their faces morph one becomes the other
One starts to speak as if am the other
And easily having still'd all noise
Leans to embrace  my silent voice