Dark Night.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Dark Night

Dark night
always dark,
in its dim light
when expanses spark.
The glow of time
that is gone by,
it's old prime
in the space sky.

A dream alive
in the flickering glow,
when late arrive
and opens slow.
It's a mystical way
in reserves deep,
before another day
awakens from sleep.

Dark night
o wonderous ways,
with dreams flight
in glowing rays.
Like a fairytale
or visions going by,
on distances rail
of the starry sky.