Sunder night

Fern
Awaken by a raucous bird,
I veil my mind in sun-cast tepid shadows.
To cancel yesterday and make projections new,
For night had brought its truths to be considered.

When quite settles and the globe’s asleep,
What living creature alters ways of nature?
What bothers it, what makes it wildly roam,
And what is his discernment of the day?

But me, yes me! With widely open eyes,
Sat calm and timid in the alcove’s hollow,
Restraining reason not to let me dwell,
Whilst listening to chatter of the strangers.

The other self? Or, conscious made its way,
To ears numb to anything of contra?
To anything that would amend my life,
In ways of known not and never followed?

Were choices made for French to be revolt,
In dusk of night lit up with blinding hearts?
Or, maddening revenge did overcome the purpose,
And stole, what were revealed through hours small?

My mind said - go, and my heart said – stay.
Leave friends and places, various attachments.
Explore what’s new. Expand of all regardless,
The limits of your know and your truths.

My heart said – stay, and mind rehashed – you go.
Continue what you did, to better what you’ve done.
Do follow love, and be retained most justly,
By mighty guides that it’ll provide you with.

I closed my eyes and let the stars caress me.
What bloody wretched craze split me in two?
Set I have been to dare self’s existence.
Without means to let it all be gone.