Dusk to Dawn

Greeting to the darkness
When peace might found
Denial comes from the other side
Solitude creeping in, clawing out to the within
Daunting to shift
Blinded by lucid companies
Conscious of tiniest sound, even the voiceless
Stand the ground, stand the agony
The eye of heaven is ascending
Sweeping away the cavity
Colour filling the pattern
Divine form dusting blindness
As the golden hour rise above the ground