The mistress of time,
Enters my mind
Whispering...
"Darkness is but another form of light",
And so you know...
She swallowed it whole...
She swallowed me whole...
Her dark night envelops me
I am adrift in her vast space...
She is the silence of peace,
And for as long as I dwell there
I am safe.
She is covering me with blankets,
Of all different kinds of play
She is the wind that moves the leaves
And quivers the rain drops.
On the trees.
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