in the quiet
in the dark
i find i've found things
as they are
and quite unlike
what they have seemed
when i have seen
or even dreamed
them
in their favourite hiding spots
among my rather common thoughts
or tucked in dazzling
lights and sights
in sounds and songs
and hopeful heights
ah, there they be by preference
but mark my words for reference:
until you've met a thing
by night
you know it not
and never might.