Rays And Beams

When the sun wins over
The dark nights
With battalions of stallion rays
The known at the door
Of the pleasant breezes
Caress me much more
And hold me in their arms.

I rise from the deathbed
Of tears and fears
To see the plights
Slide away from my nights
And I come to terms
With trials and tribulations;
Now I look up
And find my soul
Twinkling among the stars
Dotted as lovely lamps
Chasing away the darkness
From the kayoed earth.