Mystic Night

So peaceful and silent night, With breeze flowing with a calm might. Sparsely present clouds glowing with moon’s bright, And rest of the sky glittering with twinkling star-light.

Yet, this night deceives, Wonder what it conceals? Murky shadows dance with rustles, With slowly swaying trees in no hustles.

The moon wanders across the blushing clouds, Framing delusional doubts, Speculating the fret in that distant howl, Or maybe some shrewd deed crying out foul.

Wandering thoughts leave my mind amazed, As my eyes weigh down to this weirdness so splayed. The earth slowly deadens itself from beneath, With the calm chill breeze fulfilling my sheath.

The dark aura wraps me up to a deep sleep, Filled with dreams, of both bliss and creep. Some are of delight, some of fright; Loyally keeping up with this mystic night.