Oh, quiet night, eventful night!
The night of sudden births and deaths,
But not of people, get no wreaths,
Tonight we celebrate the light!
... or should we mourn the light so bright,
As far away it flies, obscene,
But then comes back, as though a dream,
And settles down for a fight.
A battle that is to commence
Between the Darkness and the Light
Is set to find out who is right
In question this thats so immense.
And so I spend on thought-lit lawn
My life, awaiting for the dawn.
A sonnet... oh, quiet night, eventful night!
© Copyright: Андрей Грибохватов, 2005
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