The Night Remains Still

Do you ever get a lurking feeling?

Like the moon might fall

From the precious sky above

And crash upon your head?

A feeling of disaster

When everything is still.

And stillness seems to act

Threateningly so.

When it should serve as a comfort.

Nothing is happening

But the feeling is there at the forefront

Of untamable thoughts.

And instead it's fueled by the stillness,

Urging the downfall of the moon

And the destruction of

Everything you know and have known.

But the night remains still.