The foggy night is cool and glistens,
With the rains of yesterday,
And I find myself saddened again,
By the loneliness of it’s gray.
Yet, I know this is my hour of choice.
The peaceful and tranquil hour,
When most humans are found fast asleep,
And I feel most safe within my tower…
To look out into the universe,
And wish upon a star or moon,
For their beauty to become an eternal song,
So I may forever hum out their tune.
I long to stay and sing out,
Into the silence of eternity;
Though it makes me sad to be alone,
It’s far better with no company.
The stars will hear and twinkle bright,
And the moon will brightly beam.
No matter how dark and lonely the night,
It still can feel like a dream.
I’ve yet to meet one human being,
Who cares to hear my song or voice;
Instead my voice is ripped from me,
And the soul is left no choice…
It runs away and hides behind,
Cordialities and facades.
The body lingers devoid of life,
At the edge of gambled-odds.
There is no dream unbroken by,
The realities of humankind.
Will we ever be safe in each other’s arms,
Or truly understand another’s mind?
Until that day or maybe never,
I will hope and dream at night.
Alone I will sing to the distant moon,
And when tears fall they’ll express the flight,
Of my soul into the skies.
K. Aldaya, 2/25/16
Picture: Artist Unknown; http://www.playbuzz.com/shira10/22-unbelievable-facts-about-the-human-body-that-will-blow-your-mind
