When shadows fall

The NaPoWriMo prompt today is a ghazal. I’m the featured poet today, a pleasant surprise!

The path leads into night, when shadows fall,

I take your hand, hold tight, when shadows fall.

 

The owl swoops through the dark, I hear her call,

Pale wings beat through moonlight, when shadows fall.

 

A small death in the silence, bitter gall,

Too rapid to take fright, when shadows fall.

 

So many dangers in the dark befall,

For only stars shed light, when shadows fall.

 

Cypress boughs stretch, beams of a forest hall,

Filter a gleam, so slight, when shadows fall.

 

The beauty of the night will never pall,

Though death delights, whenever shadows fall.

 

Your eyes reflect the stars; I see them all,

On wings, fly there we might, when shadows fall.