Ode to Night

The sun seeps down

In your sky like a broken egg, and slides

Down to the Earth

Creating violets, crimsons

And magenta brush strokes

Like a water color painting

You steal shadows from under feet

And skyscrapers

Explaining to everyone

That it is your time

The ebony shadows glide with the wind

Each are a piece of a puzzle

Snapping into place until the only light that is visible

is shining through an empty crescent shape

La Luna sinks from the heavens

And clicks into the the last piece of the puzzle

The man in the moon blows a breath

of stars and planets across your naked sky

They are sewn onto your raven cloth

By the Goddess of dawn

She creates constellations on your skin

Telling myths of the past

The insect orchestra lifts

Their miniscule legs

And play the anthem of twilight.

The stillness of life in your presence

Is like a porcelain doll

Watching but not moving

Your name is Night

You hold all of the world's secrets and mysteries

In the palm of your hand

You watch over everyone while they are sleeping and keep them safe

You leave when they wake

And can look out

For themselves