How rare these days to see such a sight,
Two different horizons of night
One of darkness & one blaring with light.
Nature lies beside me to my left,
To my right the concrete jungle.
The light, endless as far as can be seen.
Both entice me with ethereal tendrils full of love.
I gingerly approach but the penetrative light scares me.
The light & the crowd, their noise… I turn & flee, the irrational dread.
I return to no mans land.
My heart I refuse it to lead.
I belong to neither but accepted by both.
I’m the child of the night