Oblivious to the Night

Please don’t take things as personal
If I’m critical of what you write
It’s merely my opinion, in mind alone
And not bond out of spite…
Tranquile is a place among my books
Harbour of stories and thruth
I could spend my days in this literary nest
Secure in the life that I choose
Sanctuary is a place among letters
A landscape of fiction and fact
There is safety here in my castle of words
There is nothing I want or I need or I lack…