A moth’s bedazzled by the light
The shadows tiptoe through the night
Within the prison of your mind
Your demons will your weakness find
The moonlight slowly fades away
An owl swoops low above its prey
The wind is gathering in its strength
The willows’ branches writhe and bend
That pounding sound you seem to hear
The beating of a heart so near.
You fear that you might never sleep
The mice below the floorboards creep
A cat’s miauling on the ledge
The springs are creaking in the bed
The dragon’s left his cavernous lair
The stench of sulphur’s everywhere
You awaken with a start of fright
You see a tiny chink of light
And standing by the window there
The birds come winging through the air
The darkness in a moment leaves-
Sunlight comes glistening through the trees
The night’s, as if, it’s never been
The day unfolds, as if, a dream…