The Intent

In the darkness of the most ethereal night my mind takes a flight to snuggle up and sleep tight but for the disturbances 'twixt the mid of night eyes at midnight open wide am I asleep or in a dream far distant music I hear many a loved poet does me endear vouch that the voice of an angel comes alive as if God were the lone musician. just passed mid night darkness is as bright as is the darkness under a candle...a lantern nearing 3 A.M. most may have observed darkness clothed in hallucinations as one visits the loo have you early hours of a new morn like a child is born fresh cry is heard from the ops room was it you. poem is to arouse wisdom into the minds of those birthing in mirages does it ever happen or 'tis simple emotion Now assess the intent of my poetic vision romance will shortly commence soonest one returns from the wilderness would you love to