Night
The sun sleeps
And grey weaved
Cotton balls envelope
The moons shine
Glimmers of eyes peak through
And smiles streak the sky
Everything is dueling under
A black cloak
Silenced by the beauty
And wonder
Conscience is muted by the thoughts beyond
Troubling some, delighting others
Curled in the warmth of sleep
Nothing steers
And the world quiets the burning
Passion
Within the souls of all
So we can forget the wrongs
And enjoy the rights of peace.