Midnight
William E. Raftery
Quiet now in the evening aftermath,
The day is lost and I am left to ponder.
Be silent and still in the void of night,
Nowhere to go now but to remain hidden.
Cast off the anonymity well couched,
Hold onto myself and hold on to my appeals.
Seek out the voice in the dark that calls,
Dead to me and loving no one else today.
Sheltered in the quietest of spaces now,
Not forgotten but purposefully neglected.
Something to be considered only in the past,
No future will it ever bear in the common times.
In transit to some place I cannot yet see,
The dawn comes through my window now.
Snow melts and the brightness burns eyes,
Not yet accustomed to the newer paths here.
The small corner of the mind remains quiet,
Somber in the evening just past behind me.
For only in the direst of straits will I find it,
The love that will always be just outside my grasp.
