Stranger in the Night

“Stranger in the Night” by Marina R. Burch

we first met

in dark seams

between torn

sleepless dreams

long ago in the

terrible time

of a traumatized

tormented mind

he extended a

steadying hand

helped me down

from the precipice

flouting the

judgmental glare

of a jury of stars

he spoke quietly

laying assurances

into my heart as he

led me back home

to my life

to my courage

this man who now

sixty years on

shoulders caped

in soft moonlight

fills fully the frame

of my handsome

hewn doorway

extending a

steadying hand

and I know from

the glint of

the pride in his eye

time has come

we return

to that place

where he found me