Of The Night...

Time tinkers with the rolling chocolate covered night Invisible ghosts playing in the silvery moonlight Flowers shut their doors for business another day Bees sleeping busily waiting for their turn to play On the horizon statuous gum trees brush the velvet night sky Painting the strobing pin-light stars up above them high It's the dream time of children tucked away in their beds Filled with colourful imagination synapsing in their heads Nocturnal habits are secretly gathering up their daily quota Caring about the other side of the worlds troubles not one iota Creatures stirring deep in shadows of the darkness coming alive Nature offers up its midnight bounty as the nightlife thrives Birds cloaked in nests towering high above notice it all Sleeping with one eye open and necks craned up tall For although the stillness of the night deceives those blind There are foregoing creatures with purposes not so kind The mighty and meek all pay the ultimate toll, fatal when unaware The dark is light to those who steal away hidden from a dozing stare Life is found, preserved and lost, all in the blink of a nights passing That's the way it has been for eons and so should it be, everlasting…