The Midnight Song !

  

When the Light is as dark as the midnight,
I lean on to the Spider web.... Knitting the boneless thoughts together....
Listening to the Beauty of the Midnight Sun singing the Romantic Song of the Past...
As the twinkling hosts form a chord on my Black Guitar...
The Spirit sings from with in....

In a voice that echoes in the deep woods back of my mind...
Escaping in to the thin air to fall in love with the breeze of the winter nights...
As the chills crawl up the spine,
I forget the Worlds below and above...
To swing on the web, thin but fine...!

 

Midnight Skies spread across my eyes,
While the silent whispers draw the poetry on the dark skies,
Seen only by the naked hearts and minds...
Feeling my breathe leave elegantly
Knocking the doors of the dreams to enter my soul on the other side...
Like a mirror spread across the horizons of my sight,
As if meant to reflect the self but in a new view !!!

 

Just the Song of Poetry and Me...
On the Moon lit night
Swinging on the Spider web, away from the worries of the World...
Just the Midnight Light and The Beautiful Silence...With the Owls singing all along !