Night

By a great lady named Vonita.

Poems and Petals

A still dark night

Leaves me alone

To ponder thoughts,

My fears.

Consumed by anxiety

I hear the buzz of silence –

That hum when all is still

A connection, maybe

With the world that cannot be seen

The dimension that is above

The natural world

Where our loved ones wait

Patiently to welcome us

And outside a cricket

Chirps.

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