The Cabin House

Calm and serene during the day, I hear no sound from within its walls, Silence pervades its space, But the night bears not the same, I see light reflecting from its windows, I see a walking shadow, But still hear no sound from within its walls, My curiosity draws me closer to watch and see, One night I heard the voice of a man singing, It’s the song I hear in my dream, The song that stirs the pool of my inspiration, I walk closer to see the mystery man, As I stand at the door, The song stops, The door opens, I see only a rocking chair, The one that looks like my grandfather’s.