Poetry by Michael Bechayda

Darkness Beauty

On this cold weary night

I walk on this dark and lonely path

Thinking deeply on my mind

What would it be like if I could fly

To reach far beyond the sky

So close to the moon and stars

Just so beautiful and wonderful to see

With just my bare eyes I need

I wish upon a star

For me to ever feel

To experience the beauty of what

The night has to offer to me

For now in my head

I can only dream about what I yearn

Hoping that tonight I can be

At that place Of mine I hope to dream