When All Fade To Black Poem by A.M. Canja

When all fade to black,
I see with my heart,
All is clear like a sweet melody,
Like the first dropp of an angry rain,
Like a sharp scream that tears,
Like a sly smile that punctures,
Like the sky on the highest noon,
Like a moon in its fullest bloom,
Like a child newly born,
Like the cry that changed the Earth,
Like the ice that hugs the Artic,
Like a fresh sheet ready to embrace,
Like a barren wall that easily fades,
Like an open door when no one leaves,
All is unclear like a life left lying,
I see without my heart,
And all faded to black.