Night of willful word and songful poem Night full of endless scattering, Of worldly stars Each waiting, vibrating, Splitting at its seams With beautiful and vividly wild ideas Words are sewn in gentle light and tender thread Their hands hold a father’s feather Their hands hold the world And countless others Within them lie Go forth writing artist Go forth dear poet of the Night And Moonlight shall guide you lovingly so
Fanart of @Kn1feAd1ct’s OC, Night :3 bc I lub them
