THE NIGHT HAS FALLEN

To P. R. C.

The night has fallen, a starless night

cradled by unbroken clouds;

what hope of morning to come

in the bosom of the night, now

that you are leaving me,

that you are leaving me in anger?

The night has fallen, a starless night

under unbroken clouds;

what hope I have of light of day,

what hope I have now

in the bosom of the night,

as you are leaving me alone?

The night surrounds me,

a night devoid of stars;

the night surrounds me,

a night soon devoid of you.

I fear the morning shall never come,

I fear the light of the pale, broken day.

01.10.2019