Now The Night Comes In.. Poem by Peter S. Quinn

O now the night comes in
For darlings of the hours
Its magic moment's spin
A start of memories flowers
We had so much to give
For that is what truth's for
Each day magic to revive
On to the new time's shore

And when the day's here
With light waves flowing
There'll be times everywhere
New directions on knowing
Life, like on falling waves
Times of the new and old
Gladness hearts or graves
That to instances doth fold

Now the night is on a spin
Nothing is forever to new
Moments without and within
What is this love for you?
Roads of the past ever going
It was never easy to find
Nor is it for all the knowing
What has been left behind

(going with my orchestral music at Metapop.com)