Night

I see greater beauty in the night,
Once the sun comes undone,
and the world spins a soft cocoon,
I do my best work under the peaceful moon.

Peace,
When the day’s dirt and dust settles,
there is great beauty in the night,
For I have seen far greater tragedies done in the light.

Bliss,
I am covered in a blanket of stars,
the pen is my friend,
and my mind in full bloom,
I do my best work under the peaceful moon.

© Diana Ganić

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