Nothing Of The Night

Nothing Of The Night
© Surazeus
2022 02 06

At silver break of sudden day I hear 
birds singing in apple trees by the lake, 
so I follow call of desire to find 
shadow of lost hope lounging in west grass, 
so we eat walnuts in bright rays of dawn 
and sing about strange nothing of the night. 

Snow fairies whirling in cold azure air 
wake us from afternoon slumber of faith 
so we leap laughing on the sparkling hill 
with joyful rapture of beautiful time 
that weaves our bodies from soft river breeze 
till we descend to nothing of the night. 

With stealthy attitude of honest fear 
we creep together in shadows of trees 
to snatch ripe apples before serpents strike 
then run with gasping breath down to the lake 
where we lounge giggling on the sparkling grass, 
embracing mute in nothing of the night. 

Sometimes I wake from shadow of the sun 
alone in glowing silence of the lake, 
so I call out your name with anguished voice 
of desperate fear till you answer my cry 
with flaming passion of the silver moon 
that shrouds our souls with nothing of the night. 

Your hair disheveled by the wanton wind, 
your eyes bright glowing with tears of the lake, 
you run into my arms from distant shade 
to press our heaving breasts in tight embrace 
so we become wild heartbeats of our love 
that lights our minds through nothing of the night. 

If we must die with turning of the globe 
on which we hunt for fruits and nuts to eat 
we always hold hands tight with fearful hope 
as side by side through solitary way 
we explore lush river vale of our dreams 
with hope to escape nothing of the night. 

We turn our faces to the glowing sky 
where timeless sphere of light in silver clouds 
observes our journey on vast windy plain 
to kneel by crystal rill in open glade 
and drink immortal waters of the world 
that energize our nothing of the night. 

One hundred thousand years of timeless peace 
we journey life by life across the land, 
defeating demons in caverns of rage, 
to generate new children from our souls 
who leave our bones behind to journey on, 
forever seeking nothing of the night.