Darkness of The Night

I sat here on my cotton pillow, Staring into the deep night sky, A dark blue contrasted by the stars shining through. This balcony was always my comfort. Wind blew and insects scurried about. All was peaceful. All was slowly falling into negrescence. It was then that I noticed The flesh-colored structure lying far below me, Hidden beneath the soft cedar branches. Its figure I remembered, but blurred by red. And I realized where I saw it last: In the mirror. My soul sunk and The peacefulness Performed all but The stopping of time, the sun would rise once more. Slow agitation Crept through the Night's atmospheric aura, And my place of existence would change. The full moon’s illuminacy Cut through my own body As I realized my true nature. The clock ticks. And time will come.