The Night Poem
The Night Poem
Every night when I lie to rest, I test if all is alright.
The lock, the door, the roof, the lights, the fans, the room, the lamp
And the shade and the turns and the burns and the truths and the lies
And my brain and my body and my heart and my eyes and he and she and they
And we and heaven and hell and God's paradise.!
My soul! My mind! At peace My heart! And at rest my brain and to peace My eyes!
"Pen"
