The Night

As the blanket rests over time
The world begins to come alive
Among the shadows, creatures lurk
Searching for everything they are
The sun goes down
The words fall from my head to my mouth
And all my faults and dreams spill out
They ride on the wind off into the night
The darkness enfolds them in its arms
The light is dawning on the horizon
Life begins to stir
The creatures of the night put on their masks
And become puppets once again