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Darkness
 Hannah Inglis
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The man stood in the dark,
Cloak as black as night,
His eyes stars in the darkness.
In the deep courtyard,
Barely noticeable,
A shadow in the night,
A flicker by candle light.
No more than a breath from the breeze,
A silent wave caressing the shore,
A mere flutter from a butterflies wing.
The silent footprints in the sand,
The muted passing of a cloud.
He flaps his cloak,
A birds wings as it tentatively flies away.
Concealed in the shadows,
In a blink of an eye,
A feeling.
The softess grass,
Alike as the very air we breathe.
Motionless past watching eyes,
Stirring with the breeze.
I perceive him there.
Not quite visible.
He creeps, unnoticed,
His walked this path many times. |
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