Do You Fear The Night?

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And why? That is what I would ask.

The night, with its chirping crickets,

That echo in the moonlight,

The night, with the stillness of the stars that suck you into their rapture,

They whisper sweet secrets of the universe,
Secrets that you hear, but are forbidden to listen to….

The night that swallows your pride whole,
And with one shivering blustery warm breeze,
Melts away your arrogance,
As you sink deep into the smallness of your place,

Your space,
that cradles your earthly form…

Why?

Do you fear the night?

Unconditional

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And so the dog,
Who loves his master,
So…

Unconditionally,

And even waits,
With great anticipation,
And
Love,

Unconditional,

And so the dog,
Who forgives,
And thinks only of
His master,

Even as he
Is cast
Away,
Back into
The wooded areas,
The praries,
And the feilds,

Even the dog,
Who loves,
So selfless,
So unconditional,

When cast back,
Away…
Thrown away,

Becomes
Wild.

Why, even the dog.

Amma

And so, thinking
About what
It was like,
You know,
In the womb…

Well, it was dark.

But the dark was okay,
It was nice.
And it was warm,
But I don’t think I knew that,
But it was nice, too.

And well, then,
I began to
Experience sound.

It was different
Than it is now,
But very nice.

I felt it more
Than I heard it.

I spun around,
And the feeling
Was nice.
Then-

It happened.

I was experiencing
Something….

LOUD,

RAUCOUS,

COLD,

The sounds
Were offensive,
The sound of metal
Against metal,
And whooshing sounds
And choking,
Gasping,
Noises, noises,
What’s happening?
My eyes!

And then,
Wrapped,
Tightly,
Snuggly….

Then I hear
another sound.

That sound…
I know

That sound….

I am this sound…

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