#28 - The Darkest Night (a sonnet)
The darkness binds me in my fright no sleep, just constant wandering. Of mind and spirit burning bright, beneath the blaze I’m plummeting to ashes of the silent world who dance around the windy shore until the night begins to whirl me into mighty waves that roar like thunder of the restless mind which strikes upon the silenced ear, an endless sea that leaves behind a chilling dream of fear. But far away I sense the light who comes to save me from this night!