silence
as the night
stands still
unmoving
a breeze
carries with it
the faint echo
of memories
and clearly
hesitant
hopes
of what may come
the darkness
forms a blanket
which offers
only a fleeting sense
of comfort
for
though soothing
it fails
to provide
a satisfaction
equal to that
which radiates
from the lights
dangled
throughout
its expanses
a momentary calm
settles across
the shifting horizon
as the sky
opens her arms
revealing
her majesty
the night
lets me pass
in peace
for Orion
is guiding me home
