Susurration-A Poem

The sky burns above,

Pin-pricks of jewels glitter in the 

Velvet spread, even as

The camp does sleep!

On the ground darkness 

Does prevail, shrouding everything

In unexpected latency.

I feel a presence.

The sky burns above, a

Meteor flashes past, a brief

Streak of brightness, disappearing

 In a blink, even as they sleep!

I feel a presence as I

Walk around, the darkness hiding.

What might be out there? 

So I decide to return.

While the world does sleep,

 The moths do rest, the sky does glow,

The moths do rest. The sky speaks

Of worlds out there.

I feel a presence in the

Velvet cloak that covers the ground even

As the stars do glow. I decide

To return to my restful sleep.

But something stops me

From returning, a thrill a tremor, that draws

Me on. I shiver as I look once more

At a star-studded sky!

And the world does sleep,

Oblivious of the fiery action unfolding 

Above, a magic moment lost to

Those that snore and toss!