Pre Dawn

The Earth is wrapped in choking darkness
with only a tiny moon projecting dim rays
Eery shadows and shapes floating on this stage
surrounded by props of suffocating quiet
Unknown noises and a distant bird’s call
the only distractions in this play
Emotions of loneliness and despair
creep into the mind, if permission is granted
But I lay wrapped in my comforting knowledge
after dark and quiet will always come The Light