I heard the wind hustling
I felt the cloudy calmness
And before I knew my eyes were shinning and twinkling with peace
The leaves whisperings went straight to my ear
their secret was not mine to hear
Their whispers took the silence of the night
gave my peace a little insight
Why do I like the daylight yet feel comforted by the night
Why do I want the sun ,when the moon's making my eyes bright
Why am I trying to find my peace at dusk when the real peace is at dawn
Maybe becaus I always had this connection with night but daylight was extensively bright!
© 2021 Soha Shaikh
manatita44 from london on August 11, 2021:
Yes, yes. We need light, but act as if compelled by darkness. Part of the struggle. Excellent poetry. Welcome here!