Night Shade...

Here we are again, Midnight,
     waiting on the
     break of Day,
     listening to the sound of Night,
     the World is never silent,
     sound never goes away...
Identify what you hear,
     listen to the Echo
     getting shorter
     as the footfalls come closer...
Remember, Trees murmur
     in their sleep,
     tossing and turning gently,
     swaying with the breeze
     or being rudely awakened
     by the Wind rushing by,
     racing to nowhere,
     just running from Joy...
Creatures of the Night,
     large eyed and silent,
     ever observant,
     on the look out
     for any sign of trouble,
     some Shadow out of place...
Faces soften in this light,
     Age fades into Darkness,
     shadows play with Time,
     subtle shades and random signs
     of years that may be
     or Innocence left far behind...
Nightshade,
     is there such a thing as
     Shadows within a Shadow,
     you may peer and you may ponder
     but can you never touch?...
Wisps, whights, wonders,
     opaque figures that
     walk not just the days,
     easier seen at Night
     as the Witching Hour approaches
     and subtle changes begin
     as Dawn awakens
     and begins cleaning
     her iridescent feathers
     in preparation for her flight,
     teasing the Horizon,
     hovering just above
     and whispering enticement
     in his ears
     with other sweet words
     of Earthly
     and Ethereal delight...
          July 28, 2014