Analysis of ## after the midnight hour ##

## AFTER THE MIDNIGHT HOUR ##
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After the midnight
The loving light
Smiles to leap
To break the hour of silence,
Venture begin to answer
The question haunted mind
To awaken
The poor soul that has
Slept and drowsed
Without the breath of life.
Loving light says
After the midnight hour
Life is not a mere tale
Nor it is only sands
Of a desert, a thoughtless breeze
Or a parted leaf of age old trees
Nor a broken music
Nor a filthy magic,
It is a green brush, a green cross
Who gathers bits and pieces
Of flowers's thorny part
Fragile, grey and broken heart,
Strewn it with the
Color of life, to call the blues
Of seas and sky
Paint it with a hope and love
to nestle inside, deep and down
the peaceful dove.