THE VELVET BLACK OF NIGHT COMES FALLING
FALLING DOWN AROUND YOU LIKE A BLANKET
SETTLING IN AROUND YOU AS IF LIGHT WILL
NEVER RETURN
AT FIRST YOU HEAR NOTHING
ALL THE NOISES OF THE DAY FADE AWAY
THE VOICES DEMANDING OF YOUR ATTENTION
THE SILENCE REACHES INTO YOUR BELLY
AND YOU START TO RELAX
YOU CAN BREATH AND FEEL THE SATISFACTION
OF A COMPLETE BREATHE
SLOWLY YOUR SENSES START TO AWAKEN
THE FIRST THING YOU ARE AWARE OF IS
THE AIR, COOL AND CRISP, CARESSING YOUR
SKIN LIKE A ATTENTIVE LOVER COMING TO
YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME
THEN YOUR EARS DELIGHT IN THE SOUNDS
OF THE NIGHT
CRICKETS! THERE MUST BE HUNDREDS OF
THEM
THE COOING OF A DOVE COMING FROM
SOMEWHERE CLOSE IN THE SHADOWS
A WHIP O WILL CALLING FROM FAR AWAY
AND ANOTHER ANSWERING BACK
NOW THE SILENCE IS BROKEN BY THE
SOUND OF TWIGS BREAKING AND THE
RUSTLING OF LEAVES
IN THE LIGHT OF A FULL MOON YOU
SEE THE OUTLINE OF A BIRD-AN OWL
RETURNING TO A NEARBY TREE LIMB
WITH A SMALL CREATURE IN ITS TALONS
IT STARTS TO FEED ON ITS PREY
THE NIGHT HUNTER MOVES ON SILENT
WINGS
PEERING INTO THE NIGHT AS IF IT WERE DAY
ITS ALL SEEING EYES PIN POINT ITS PREY
AND MOVE IN FOR THE KILL WITHOUT A
SOUND
TAKING HIS SMALL MEAL WITHOUT A
STRUGGLE THE VICTIM NOT KNOWING ITS
DESTINY UNTIL IT IS TO LATE
NOW YOU SETTLE IN AND WAIT NERVOUSLY
FOR THE FIRST RAYS OF MORNING LIGHT
TO BREAK THROUGH THE BLACK VELVET
DARKNESS
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