The night that surronds

A night of my life.

The night of the world
that last very few
it gives no direction
that choice is yours

can't be given
can't be lost
while all your new dreams
lay scattered on the board.

Next to sun is moon
next to moon is night
night being the darkness
left with no protection.

I ask in all who favor me
the last of the night be good
and all who spend the day as night
and those who spend the night as day
scatter yourself to lay out one's dreams
and give up the right to sleep.