Kiss The Sky Poem by Kiss the sky ...

In the dark midnight hour
Comes to light a unique power
Returning spirits begin the season
Haunting our dreams, defying reason
Some lie awake awaiting a sign
Others stay asleep to waste their time
Spirits dance all through the night
Endlessly wandering a lonely plight
Over the horizon the dawn breaks
Spirits become dim then finally flakes
Eighteen hours will drift on by
Life, but only a few can kiss the sky
Until the day has passed and faded
The midnight realm is dazed and evaded
But when the clock fills the sky with darkness once more
The spirits return from where they went before