those sharing my mind in the dead of the night.

those sharing my mind in the dead of the night.

Night comes swiftly -

black

         deep

                  beautiful

Night.

In the dark,

In the un-illumination,

         I can dream.

                    live.

                    exist.

They emerge slowly -

kind

         knowing

                       conscious

Friends.

From my mind,

From their silent corners,

         they whisper.

                  live.

                 exist.

They are secrets -

unmapped

         unsung

                  ambiguous

Unrealities.

They have many names.

They are enigmatic and familiar.

         we speak.

                live.

               exist.

Day breaks hastily -

golden

         brilliant

                  staggering

Day.

In the brightness,

In the blinding beams,

         I will wake.

                  live.

                 exist.

                                             and wait for Night.