Apparitions

At the time when the Sun bows to the moon..
And the stars come out to play
When the world is quiet and finally silent..
And mortal men bow to the spell of sleep..
I stay up listening to the sound of silence..
I try in vain to see through darkness what light couldn’t reveal..
I look through my window into the hallow of empty space..
I wonder if there are ghosts hiding behind the trees..
And if my guardian angel is ever present with me..
I look at the skies for any signs..
I look at the past for any scars..
I look at my life and question my plans..
Sleep can’t be the only portal for dreams..
I am wide awake as I watch life unfold..
I see the moment the curtains of night are drawn by the morning..
I watch the stars vanish with their wishes
I watch as the blindfold is lifted from the face of the sun..
And I am just glad I am still here to tell the story.