When there is no light to see
I shut my eyes
open my ears
hear the grasses softly swaying
like dancers in a beautiful ballet
When there's nothing but blackness
I close my mouth
breathe in, breathe out
smell the rich garden
beneath my open window
When darkness is my only friend
I lift my arms
relax my hands
let my fingers touch
a sweet stranger's face
When night is all I know
I stop reaching for the sun
take off my proper hat
give my long hair to the wind
happy to be alive in the bright moonlight
Poem © 2016 by Dylan Mitchell
