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STUCK IN THE NIGHT

It came upon me darkening my sun,
Like a million quivering stars piercing down.
Worries of tomorrow racing through me,
With this pain you just can't explain.

My breath comes shorter and shorter
My heart goes to overload.
Laying awake this dark cold night
Yearning for dreams and slumber.

Stuck in the night, praying for the light
A mind with nowhere to go.
Trapped in this angst that came so fast
With this pain you just can't explain.

Under the Weeping Willow
Its leaves dangle limp and pale
Remembering when rain awakened the day
And green leaves pointed to Heaven

Hot winds blow right through me
Broken clouds are thinning away
Blossoms too dry for the honey bees
And the sparrows have nothing to sing

Pale leaves start changing colors
The yard all crackled and brown
Wishing under the weeping willow
For rain to pour down on me!

I think I know how the willow tree feels
And why birds stopped singing their joy
Remembering when rain awakened the day
And green leaves pointed to Heaven

Deep within this enchanted land
Where moccasins hide in tangled vines
And domes become mystical creatures.
I see this world within a world
Of a land of time forgotten.

No pavements crowded with cars,
Nor drive-through McGolden arches.
Just spotted fields of water lettuce
And moss covered cypress branches.

The gators rise-up from the deep,
Eyes glowing in the floating shade.
Slithering through trees and domes
In the brackish tea-colored waters.

The mighty moss covered oaks,
With their twisted, out-stretched arms.
Shading the crying limpkin,
While the egrets perch up high.

After the early morning rain,
When the sun peers through the haze.
Colors and their reflections awaken
to a majestic hidden world.

Deep within this enchanted land
Of domes and mystical creatures.
I see this world within a world
Of a land of time forgotten.