Night
My favorite time is night...
It is attentive and understanding...
even in its coldest moments.
There's nothing quite as relaxing
as it's gentle murmur...
Of the rain in the midnight blackness,
Or the rustling of the dry leaves
And the crackling of the bare branches.
Besides the stillness,
Stars still twinkle above...
And the loneliness persists.
You're not here...
But I still have the night before.
~ELIZA © All Rights Reserved