Into the Night

Come with me into the night to have such work to do
Changing all perceptions and to make a different hue
The night is not something to be afraid of nor the dark
It’s few between the baddies who make it seem so stark
The sounds are all different from the chirping of the day
You might hear some howling or the trees as they sway
Seeing a pair of eyes that may be looking out at you
Just as curious about them as they are curious about you
The moon as it casts its light on the landscape
Bathing it in a silvery aura, a sight leaving some agape
No words used to describe the ghostly aura that is
Content to just watch on and leave it at this
Everything looks different and turns to shades of gray
Doesn’t look so cluttered or out of place this way
Instead of bright lights you can look out and see the stars
Not pretending to look up when your view may be scarred
The beauty of the night sky is something to behold
Worth more than any weight of silver and gold
Beauty unsung and unseen by most of those who dwell
In daylight with one star only, a personal hell
There is so much to see and so much to do
That one lifetime would not be enough, nor would two
Not words enough to describe all that is there
I almost do a disservice writing this, though I do dare
It’s not about evil and not about giving fright
But enjoying all the days, especially at night