The unknown at every turn and silence in all the shadows...
While the world sleeps, I walk, savoring it's uniqueness and its peace,
Forgetting the clocks trudge ahead, as I roam the streets...
Melancholy soon sets in, setting the mood for the night,
I know that this is all but a part of life,
For the sun is not far away, to bathe all in her harsh light, showing the world to a brand new eye...
As night turns to day, the sounds return,
The world awakens, forgetting it's zen,
The birds chirp and the people run, seeking to find purpose, before their time in an urn.
I walk again, savoring it's uniqueness and chaos, its bright colors and moving pieces,
Life running ahead of itself, before hitting a wall.
But I will yearn for dusk again, just as much as I yearn for the dawn to arise..
For one can't exist without another,
It is what makes this world allright.
