I Am – Gary Farlow

I am the moon,

    shining full and ghostly white.

I am the crickets,

    singing their song after dark.

I am the firefly,

    whose dance is a beacon of love.

I am the wolf,

    with a mournful bay of loneliness.

I am the stars,

    like a blanket of spangles on a velvet sky.

I am all the nocturnal creatures,

    the owl, the bat, the opossum.

I am the whisper of wind,

    wafting through skeletal trees.

I am the rustle of leaves,

    like the steps of generations of the past.

I am . . .

    the night.

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