Waiting,Patiently
He lit the candle to untangle
the frightening mesh of darkness
woven by the moonless night.
Flame danced gracefully,defying
the threatening breeze.
The night perched upon his brows
waiting patiently,till he swayed
into the caressing arms of dreams.
Patiently,it waited still,
till the candle burned itself out.
Then,thread and needle,again gathered.
The busy hands of night went to work.
Another mesh,sewn,even darker and thicker.
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