11.

A Hungry Soul is Not lost
when the candles Burn low
Darkness closes In 
The night is Silent
Peaceful
Supreme
God   Stars   Heavens
worlds fly
as I 
lie
awake
staring 
The peaceful solitude
envelopes me.
comfort
I find as a hard Rock
on a windswept mountain
or scouring Clouds across a Brilliant moon
Peacefully I sleep
awake to the fullness of life
I may Not take, touch, or feel
these Glowing embers
	of yet I Know Not 
but yesterdays are truthful to 
the ones who know
the Silent music tempts me