The day end at night
with glammering stars
and shinning moon,
by that time walk on air
with your dream mare.

Evening was on the warpath,
but night is in sleep path;
in the company of blind eyes
and working mind though
with determination,
and go to bed with satisfaction.

The room with small bed ,
the sound of silence ,
the freedom to air, and
the corner of teddy ,
the outrage of clock ,
the listless of wall ,
and darkest night was jaw-dropping.

The silence of tree ,
the eyes of owl ,were
extravangza to that night
and along mountain brite
with it's street light ;
as deeper the Grief,
the closer as God !!!!

Darker the night,in meanwhile,
shooting star sticking at sea,
In order to reflection of flee,
whose scene is purple light,
that invites white light
as sky has it's own backlight;
too sum up as GOOD NIGHT.