To Die is Not the End of All ( So we Live )

She was drawn to the night 

In light, she tried to stay

There was, a softness to the shadow 

It called to her. 

Here she felt the most at ease 

So clung to the dark corners of her soul

Giving in to the stillness

The dead of night, a warm embrace.

She has traversed the bounds 

Peeking into the brightness

While courting at the markinations 

Bearing the weight, a safe place.

She let it engulf her 

The sable of night

There she was home 

The darkness, comforting. 

  @Sue.Ketter