The night is here again,

the blessed night

when there is no trouble,

when until morning

at rest my life awaits.

Light is change,

the dark beyond the windows

just is.

I am content

with no change,

with the dark

that removes the world.

Just the light of a few lamps,

just peace, a book

or two to read,

something of no consequence

from the TV,

as the personal world of mine,

standing still, holds.

30.08.2014