Ho ! Mysteries of life
No one can tell's nor imagined .
The dark comes in,the sun gone down
The mysterious wind rage
day becomes night

A rain of shadow, a storm , a squal ?
daylight retreat ; night swallows all.

Good done in brightness, evil done in darkness
Myth whirling amid despair fantasy.

Darkness devours every gleaming day
Darkness possess the day and jubilate
Sometimes in silent Darkness came
sometimes with a creak and a clank sound
sometimes with a mysterious bite and bark
Frightening the heart and the soul.

If good is bright , if evil is despair
How's evil dismal the life hunter's
Aloof the end comes
The scaredy dark fall.

© Christimo