A Walk On A Still Night
Its not raining tonight
That's a respite
If any can be such
From the incessant pitter
And patter that keeps time
Yet the hour passes tonight
A stealthy assassin
If any can be such
Of all that can be living
And a creator of the new
The still moment of tonight
Of heavy air
If any can be such
Laden it is with dark despair
And a strobe of hope
Through this I walk tonight
A late or early hour
If any can be such
Matters not, for is life ever still?
And neither am I
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© Parched For Rain
Other Late Night Escapades @ Parched For Rain:
Kerb || Summer Night || Tonight || The Night Sheep's Wool
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© Parched For Rain
Other Late Night Escapades @ Parched For Rain:
Kerb || Summer Night || Tonight || The Night Sheep's Wool
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