Mystery Night
Great mystery soars the skies at night
from shadowed places frail in light.
Our eyes with wonder scan the vast
and dark abyss which holds real plight.
You've seen the endless heavens cast
and share the light of stars amassed.
Each sparkling diamond on the deep
is light which burned in ages past.
We ponder before seeking sleep
if starlight and the moon can keep
our souls safe on the earth below
as time unfolds night's witching sweep?
Yet, if we glean from twilight's flow
some clue the obscure night bestow,
could we then solve its ancient rhyme
and know why we fear darkness so?
Deep sleep finds us before the time
when plays the gloaming's silent mime.
Will we awake to see your prime
obsidian heavens, so sublime.
Mystery Night
12-16-14
Copyright © Brian Baumgarn | Year Posted 2015
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