In The Predawn Light

In the pre-dawn light.

In the pre-dawn light,

The birds take flight,

Taking with them the silence of the night.

The lone dog's bark heralds the end of dark,

As his fellows take up the lark.

Then comes humanity,

A din of utter profanity,

Attempting to avoid silence-induced insanity.

Until shines the moon,

Bringing its silent boon,

Causing man's return to sleep's blessed lagoon.

Then the nightmares come,

A calamitous thrum,

Highlighting the pain of yesterday's sum.

The night's confidence shaken,

Peaceful sleep mistaken.

Silence only exists at night when we awaken.

In the pre-dawn light,

The birds take flight,

Taking with them the silence of the night.