In the Magic of the Night

Yellow Squares

 

 

 

 

 

Yellow squares.
In the night.
A beacon in the blue.
Fog of soul and earth swallow.
In the magic of the night.

The whole world rearranged, reborn.
The grown-up world put to rest.
Imagination brought to life.
In the magic of the night.

Not afraid of the dark. No more.
The mystery of the night is a friend, not foe.
Embracing me with freedom.
Freedom to be who I really am.
An artist, a writer, a dreamer.
In the magic of the night.

4 thoughts on “In the Magic of the Night

  1. Fabulous writing. The Lord has given you an amazing gift. Thanks to your Mom I have been able to see some of your writings. Thanks to both of you.

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