The Darkness

I am the darkness.
I am a sea of lost emotion
drowning all that follow.
At the candle's last flicker,
I am the willow wisp of smoke
that caresses your hand.
On a rain swept night
As a chill wind blows
I am the tear that falls from a willow tree.
In the autumn air
above wood smoke plumes
I am the midnight star, flickering.
As a full moon rises
painting the world cool blue
I am the soft, warm breath of a heady scent.
As leaves rustle to silence
beneath the first snow's fall
I become the deepened shadow ghost.
I meet the dawn in loneliness.
I am the darkness.