Sunday, January 23, 2011

My Haunt

I took a walk once. Deep in the darkest hours of the night. My feet carried me away to my haunt of waters. Fog rose off the waters like dancing goddesses. The silence reigned supreme. Yet, it talked with my heart. I felt at home in the quiet. In the darkest of shadows, I found a friend. Darkness is frightening to some. To me, it welcomes. We understand each other.