Hi all! I'm glad to share with you my poem for Hive account@terrycraft's Steemit Poetry Contest #15. This week's theme is "Night".

I've thought of a number of themes that than can go with Night including a spooky theme of what happens at night (in the bedroom under the bed, outside the streets where dark shadows are cast, or inside old uninhabited buildings). There's the night that can bring rest to a tired and weary wanderer; the dark night of a soul. And there's that eternal night,

For the stars of heaven and their constellations will not flash forth their light; The sun will be dark when it rises and the moon will not shed its light. -Isaiah 13:10

and the stars of the sky fell to the earth, like unripe figs dropping from a tree shaken by a great wind. -Revelation 6:13

There's also a night that can bring good tidings for tomorrow, and a night that serves as a curtain that closes a chapter and heralds the coming of a new dawn. The following poem is a description of the magical thing that happens to us at night, when we dream. Read on and I hope you enjoy this poem! :)