Night

Light enveloped by the descending dark,

Make treacherous the once sane paths,

The twilight beasts coming hither,

Yearning for a last embrace of sun's loving light,

Steadily on doth the traveller go,

Winding mindfully the myriad miseries,

From each angle could they approach,

Never ceasing, unceasingly eyes darting,

There

                             There

And

          There,

Seemingly the uncommon common everywhere,

Until,

Where once was nothing,

Pinpricks of light descend,

Engulfing the darkness.