Some Nights May Never End

Some nights, I think, may never end,

Though night and day aren't really real.

We watch the planets make a turn,

The sun and stars a new day burn,

Tectonic plates,

And fluid fates,

And one more secret to conceal.

Some secrets, I hope never end,

Though secrets are a plan to Him.

He holds a throne of gold on high,

And turns the best laid plans awry.

Another fall,

An unheard call

Degrades our hopes of help to whim.

So hopes, I hope, may never end,

Though hopes themselves with dreamers fly.

We find obsessions on the way,

A truer path, or so we say,

Some compromise,

Some choice unwise,

And then the pen and paper sigh.