Sleepytime

the darkest hour is the light of my life
I'm in my zone when heaven turns off
the lights and send in the stars I feel
at home no matter where I am stirring
while sleepers sleep raises my energy
to the highest peak I see my shadow
and I politely speak it waves back 
looking into the sky I recite poetry it
echoes back to me in the sweetest
tones of harmony I am at peace in
my own time and space nothing
wrong at the moment nothings
happening this feeling has no
name it just is a stillness that
cannot be captured yet ever
flowing in its own motion
like floating across a air filled
ocean in a boat made of
clouds with silver linings