Nightfall

by
Darksword

I stare into a star-filled night.
The lunar goddess casts her glow
Over her domain of darkness.
The void is broken by my sigh.

A cool breeze rouses the trees,
And my dulled senses to life.
A stream of water, never ceasing to flow,
Runs slowly on, forever coming and going.
A quiet observer, I passively watch.

Some say the night is dead, asleep,
Only I know that it is truly alive.
Some things are better left unknown.
And I stand solitary against the world.
Some people are better left alone.

Of peaceful times, they dream.
I know true peace in the night.
Of happiness through the things they own
I possess nothing, and am carefree.
Of more of these nights
Are what I dream.

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