Night wispers

I fall asleep to the wind whispering the secrets of life.

It is like a lullaby.

A gentle caress to my ears. Sometimes i wonder why i love the the night....

And it is that the night hears my unsaid dreams and whispers of hope of a better life that i could never ever imagine.

The night can be scary,

but if i raise my voice in a beautiful song,

my fear melts away and i fall asleep to the whispering night waiting to be taken away once more before the sun decides to rise from it's internal slumber.

Then i must go and return to reality once again.

But i will be back when the night comes to whisper once more in my ear.