breath of relief
as the wind carries off time
creating a stairway of words and rhyme
listening softly to words unsaid
watching the sun rise as I go to sleep
thinking of unhad dreams that will appear in my bed
[{L}]oving the moment to which I am alone
[{ I}]nvisible to others in my time on my own
[{S}]till I find peace with nothing to do
[{T]}rying to grasp what makes morning dew
[{E}]ven we all can be truly amazed by what can be seen at night
{[N]}ow when all has calmed and evil is at it's height.
*T*ogether in slumber and then alone when not
*O*ur dreams the only place that equality is sought?
^S^hould we all simply meet our demise now?
^I^ncredible thought but would destroy the purpose of trying to find peace
^L^osing the truth becuase the only answer that makes sense is a foolish paradox.
^E^ven though it takes silence for us to to see what our world of day truly is.
^N^ight doesn't gain the credit for not only evil but good it has sealed.
^T^he reason being the darkness forces us to stop using the lie of light to which the truth of our inner darkness is revealed.
#S#ure it takes us to quiet down and look back
#O#nly then we don't have distraction that hides evil's attack
#U#nless silence is found we are deaf to the truth
#N#o matter what it is it must be sought in our youth
#D#o to the fact that we don't have much time
We must listen to [{L}][{I]}[{S]}{[T}]{[E}]{{N}} *T**O* ^S^^I^L^^E^^N^^T^ #S#O#U#N#D#
Before the sun awakens all and claims our quest for knowledge as a crime
