Night

Night is quiet
Like a lover’s secret,
Like a hidden trinket,
Like a tranquil dove.

Night is bright
Like a star-lit ceiling,
Like a comet wheeling,
Looking straight above.

Night is quiet
Like a new days yearning,
Like a moon half-turning,
Till the tides are up.

Night is bright,
When the skies full-lightning,
And a slash of whitening
Makes the world wake up.

by Patti Masterman

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