The Midnight Hour

The midnight hour
has come and gone
yet the peace of sleep eludes me

I stare out the window
to see fog enveloping the world
and nothing seems as it should be

streetlights glowing dimly
keeping their light to themselves
within the boundaries
the fog has set upon them

white on white
the fog upon the snow
not even muffled sounds accost me now
for the world sleeps this night

leaving me awake to wonder
what this life is all about
when just beyond the midnight hour
grace descends on angels' wings

and starlight sings
of love within the night
that fills the dark with light
just as the midnight hour
passes through me once again

? Michaelette ?

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