Into the Night

I bet there is a cricket
In my hair
For it is unusually quiet
In my head at the moment
And this unfamiliar buzzing
Is somehow reassuring,
And the off-white glow
Of the moon fails to stir
Any woebeogone emotions
As I walk without a purpose
Into the night
That feels like velvet
Against my skin;
I do not feel strange
When weird things happen,
Because life is too mystical
To make sense all the time.


“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”
Robert Frost

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  1. This is so deep and contemplative, and the last two lines really speak loudly. The beauty of your poetry is peerless, Aaysid. Thanks for sharing your art with all of us. πŸ™‚

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