The Night


The night had no effect
passing into dusk,
sleep comes abrupt,
kept from the dreamer.
Weaving without strings
being of light
Co-creating Artist
streaming consciousness,
into outer rings of darkness.
Retaining that glow
a vibrational echo
sounding off the walls
down the streets
through the parks
where no one sleeps.

—Ayat Bryant-Jalal

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