As the sun sets slowly,
And the moon takes her place in the sky,
My heart takes over,
And speaks it's mind.
The confusion inside me.
Troubling, but not bad,
And my soul appeals to my spirit.
"Make it to stop."
I feel my spirit smile.
As she hears this request so often.
"Make everything stop
And let me be at peace."
Knowing her duty,
She can only appeal to me as a whole.
My soul and spirit know what they want,
But the decision is only mine.
Knowing that they mean what they say,
I let the dark take over
Since night always does her job well,
And regenerates my soul.