Sinking Into The Night

Looking up at the cieling

You see the pattern of a beautiful morning,

It's dark you see, 

Maybe not, but I see the darkness,

Or maybe I can hear it,

See, it talk's 

But only when humans are shut,

The eyes are closed, 

Yet, it feels the same when open,

It's the night you see,

It equates every equation of life,

It's where humans find solace

It's defined by today's human soul,

It seeks light, but crave for the darkness

Because in the darkness

There is a whole lot of hope

That's lingering around you,

Still, it's that tiny light

Through the gateway to the sky 

That seeks your attention

Or distraction, it's a choice you make,

That tiny ray of particles

It's all you see, 

What makes this ray perceivable

Is actually everywhere,

It's like that light inside of you

It relates and make a reason

A reason to rejoice in life,

Planning to wake up to the 

Bright sun, and repeat the cycle

Hoping to create something huge,

Slightly, this wandering soul

Will grope into the dreams,

After few time-lapses 

There are rays of bright

Rays all around you,

But you can't separate one out of another

It's all that is, and it's everywhere,

It emanates from the universe,

Everything, it's clear and visible

The patterns of the beautiful morning

The darkness vanquished by dreams,

You wake to the glare 

And become one yourself.