Evenings blend into days
While the night steals away
Quietly my life.
In the dark I grope through
The dream landscape
Pensive, afraid, and hopeful
That a tomorrow will finally come
To bless my day, with all that I have,
The invisible spirit
That at once sees the truth
And forgets it, to suffer
In hope and a watchful eye.
Rick Elpers
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilights-apprehension/
