Darkness Fallen
by Michael Doyle

Stretching my day past midnight,
I'm grasping toward the morning light.
There's just one more thing to do,
Planting dreams to know what can be true.

Living my freedom in the moment's truth,
I think back on the days of my youth.
Outside the window, the stars burn bright above,
And I find myself thinking about love.

It seems the morning comes around too soon.
I stop and pause, taking in the moon.
Half the universe's truth is still just a lie.
Darkness has fallen with the angels in the sky.

The ticking sound of my neighbor's clock
Tells me the wall is too thin to rock.
But I can whisper a melody across my strings,
And hear what is that my muse brings.

Outside my window, I watch silent stars collide,
And so it is with my earthly stride.
There is so much that I've taken in,
And so much that I'd love to see again.

It seems the morning comes around too soon.
I stop and pause, taking in the moon.
Half the universe's truth is still just a lie.
Darkness has fallen with the angels in the sky.

Ivory towers were built to fall.
It's in the ancient wisdom that we recall.
We find comfort in knowing God's love,
And hope to arrive at death in Heaven above.

Where do broken souls like mine go?
That's a thing I truly need to know.
If you ask, I'll pretend that it's not sorrow
That keeps me awake into each new tomorrow.

It seems the morning comes around too soon.
I stop and pause, taking in the moon.
Half the universe's truth is still just a lie.
Darkness has fallen with the angels in the sky.

(c) January 16, 2026    Michael Doyle
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