Most cool nights,
By nocturne sky,
And clouds just visible,
And moon and stars,
There's peace for me.

Most cool nights,
But not tonight.

Tonight I rage,
By nocturne sky,
And cuts just visible,
And wound and scars,
This night's for me.

To run my rage,
With every step,
And boundary broken,
And role I never gave,
My rage consumes.

Some dark nights,
But not tonight.

I run my rage,
By nocturne sky,
I shout into the wind,
I hear my rage,
As I hear me.

And so heard,
It now subsides,
And gently says to me,
"Build back boundaries,
And find your peace again."

Tonight, I run,
By nocturne sky,
And clouds just visible,
And rage now heard,
Speaks peace to me.

© Craig Wann