I Am

 I am! Who am I?

I am the stillness of the night when all bustle.

Its secret star hides among smoky clouds.

Its darkness blankets all over the sky,

blinds the eyes.

Its bitter sorrow, when all sleep,

Deserted by such a dream.

Its loneliness when it only hears,

The rustling of trees.

Its warmth snugs the sleepers,

Wraps them in sweet dreams.

I am!  I am! 

I am the captive of the inkiness.

I belong to the night, and it belongs to me.