Night Wish

To accept this night,
this night of contradiction
as a gift
imperfect as it is;

this night revise
my view of suicide
my search for reasons
what's wrong
or what is right;

lift in this season,
as if it were my last,
love's pained refrain
that loss is part of life;

look not to stars
through haze
of summer moisture
instead give ear
to sounds of insect chirping,

voices raised
in search of mates and passion
since their brief round
of life
is counted out in hours
or maybe days.