The evening speaks to me;
I converse with the dark
As the dim seconds creep
And on beats my heart.
Everything is very still.
Slumber hangs heavy in the air.
From an open window comes a chill
As the silent breeze stirs my hair.
Lacking the presense of light,
My eyes see less, but alert is my ear
As I roam the shadows of the night
I feel at peace - there is no fear.
Thus the night speaks to me.
What does it say to thee?
sjk