KYLE SLEDGE

At night
I sit next to a quiet light
Dim, hushed, but true
It speaks of a soft nirvana
Of the glow inside of you

At night
I close my eyes to breathe in
Exhale, the deep dark hue
Repetition can be lonely
But rewards a richer view

At night
The sleep comes quickly
The dreams fast as sand
Slipping through an hourglass
Or the fingers of your hand

At night
The dawn is just beyond
The blackest of the blue
It breaks ever so gently
The whole sky born anew