Sounds of darkness.
I remember the silence of the night, crickets chirping in the bush.
Slow flashes from monstrous cars,
waltzing by on the dark road.
Absolute silence, what peace under those skies!
Heat from the concrete below,
silent summer breeze above.
An embalming effect of the night.
Conversations with stars,
at those after hours.
Thus there goes the night, into the light.