It’s dark and cold and
The night is luminous amid a fresh rain.
With every step I travel towards my unknown self;
It breathes these words through me.
A grey cat turns the corner, meaning me to follow.
A man does too,
Guided by a light.
The moon hides beneath its mask of darkness.
No stars fill the sky.

What are these creatures?
Etched within the
Shadows?
What am I?
One of them —
Stolen from normality of
Day.

In the shade,
In the silence,
I better know myself.
Nothing but a spirit seeking.
A transfer of energy
Beating called love.