A Prayer at Midnight

The day turns to night

A feeling of dreadful delight

Fear at the sight

You say:

"I will shine you my light"

With my wings I take flight

Searching for respite

Ground constricting, tight

To pray with all my might

A kiss of pure delight

Feeling higher than a kite

Your light so bright

With all my might, I fight

Deep down I feel the bite

The loss of daylight

This is my plight

Someday to be alright.