Nocturnal

The moon rises,
signifying that the night has begun,
and so have I.

My thoughts become clearer,
my wits sharper,
conscience keener,
embracing true contemplation.

I ascend like an angel in flight,
my mind unchained,
embracing true liberty.

My passions flow through me,
like a torrent of rushing water,
embracing true emotion.

Inspiration in every idea,
fresh and bright,
embracing true thought.

I drain myself,
introspecting throughout the night,
in hopes,
of embracing my destiny.

And when I simply cannot go any further,
I retire to my bed,
where I dream,
of the next night to come,
so I can embracing awakening once again.