Hymn for the soul of a night

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Through the looking glass

I see,

Deep wells of resolute.

Never ending chasm of

Another universe.

Blinking big bangs and

Enigma burnt comet tails.

 

Hearing the notes from

Yesteryears, the gentle waft

Of a piano lay in

The cosmic river of

An incense I burnt.

Deep into another’s heart.

A midsummer night’s shadow

Hugging a forgotten corner.

Stranger on my bed of thoughts.

 

The well of hope and happiness

Seems bottomless

Until a boulder is hit upon

A leap of faith.

And still we must.

Jump to know what

Being alive is. Like

 

a requiem for the one

In the looking glass.

An incantation for the one

In your star crossed path.

A hymn for the one

Who felt a never tomorrow.

Hand in Hand.

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Do not be afraid of the dark, my love.

 

It is darkness that reveals the elusive light,

Wherever she may be.

It is darkness that hides all the gold and secrets

Of this world, in her chalice of bearing.

It is darkness where the Gods we worship,

Live a life of mystery.

 

It is darkness that makes a human out of a,

Zygote.

It is darkness that makes a tree out of a,

Seed.

It is darkness that makes a saint out of a,

Seeker.

It is darkness that makes a butterfly out of a,

Caterpillar.

It is darkness that makes a spring out of a,

Winter.

 

Maybe the moon, the object of night’s desire

Looks like a mere shadow of the ostentatious sun

Up above, when they meet

To smile at the show below.

But remember,

When the sun seeks water

To set a day,

It is the sea that seeks the moon

To celebrate the night.

 

Do not be afraid of the dark, my love.

Do not be afraid.