Into a starry night I retire;
I hide within its velvet attire
Whilst it whispers me lullaby
In a tender reminder of days gone by.
The music of the night soothes my worries;
The moonlight quietly tells me sweet stories.
I let the night embrace me whole
As I succumb to its control.
I come alive in nocturnal hours.
The nightfall gifts me interim powers
To put into hurried words at night
What I can’t divulge in the daylight.
The notes of nighttime are poignantly gentle.
Nostalgic melancholy makes me tremble
With the acutely raw pain of memories past -
As vivid today as if time hasn’t passed.
Copyright: Nara Hodge 2017