To Live the Night

To live the night into the distant,
dusky light of dawn.
That eerie moment,
just before
the bright awakening.
When everything is still,
and somehow different.

Misty dreams alive within
a moment of pure fog
that somehow says it all
to anyone that ever
dared to listen.

To live the night.
A starlit flight.
Moon hiding there,
awaiting waking eyes.
To fly away
within the skies -
so free...

? Michaelette ?

7/1/2004
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