THE ANGEL OF THE NIGHT
As I walked into the darkest night,
A thousand flying foxes took flight,
The darkness completely had me covered
I heard their angry wings as they hovered,
Alone in the dark alone with no light
I didn't think there was any relief in sight,
But up in the distance I saw a soft light
That site was getting clearer this night
Closer and closer I could see it now,
But how could it be, it knew me somehow,
As the warmth filled my soul the light guided my way,
I felt the foxes flee this warmth and go far away
The drumming of their wings was leaving here today
Then I saw an angelic ghost, an angel I would say,
She was beautiful with eyes of Caribbean blue,
Her voice was soft and fell like morning dew,
When she came closer we shared a kiss warm and tender,
In her arms I melted knowing my heart would surrender
As she shared her love with me the sky became afire,
For in my soul she touched my deepest desire,
So whenever I stroll outside and away from my campsite
I now walk hand and hand with the angel of the night
Jim 1994
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