Awake, Listening
I am sitting here awake,
listening to the night,
as it goes on silently,
but I hear some things,
The wind blows outside,
as the rain falls,
the trees rustle,
and the shadows move,
I am awake,
because of the night,
it is not completely silent,
there is a faint whisper,
The wind howls,
but I am not frightened,
I just listen,
to the calls of the night.