Night Time (From, Illuminating Night)

Night time I welcome you, With dark from door to door; Reborn shadows or the new, All that is drifting here ashore. Name of those still unborn, Sparkling mirror like a glass; Souls of shores wet and torn, Living repeatedly life's bypass. Each beaten guest of decipher, Immortal lights of stars shine; Those that is raw or yeastier, Between the others and asinine. Wallflowers that never will be, Broken every minute this death; Who kills innocent illegitimately? Mothers in black - their breath. Night time grass in the morning, Things of things without names; The dreams each of my yearning, Twilight of dawn broken flames. Those that are in somber park, Hurrying before springs of time; Songs of the autumn dying lark, All those rosebuds in life's rime.