Alone at Night
This late pacific night is flat and dark
The many guiding stars have lost their glow
Even the nightingale withholds remark
Appears all life ceased until tomorrow
There’s certain pleasure in a sightless night
Life’s confusing labyrinth made to yield
Its many paths made straight within your sight
Discovering ways that wounds can be healed
In the darkness let your mind be your eye
To the sea’s cold crushing depths let it dive
To the unconquered mountains let it fly
In this compelling world learn to survive
Thoughts this night created must guide your life
Left to another there’s apt to be strife