Beneath the Night’s Unyielding Grasp

Beneath the Night’s Unyielding Grasp

Beneath the night’s unyielding grasp,Where shadows clutch with icy hands,Your spirit dares the dark to clasp.The stars may fade, the cold expands,Yet in the void, your heart finds flight,Through starlit dreams and ghostly bands.The moon might pale, surrender night,Yet still your strength endures, a flame,Resisting chains of endless blight.In darkness dense, where phantoms came,Your soul defies the night’s cold weight,Resilient fire that cannot wane.Beneath the shroud where echoes sate,Your spirit breaks the somber trance,A force that time cannot abate.The night’s embrace might start its dance,Yet in the gloom, your heart will stay,With fortitude to make its stance.Through specters’ cries and shadows’ play,Your soul remains, unshaken, cast,In night’s tight hold, your strength will last.EnvoyBeneath the night’s unyielding grasp,Your soul finds strength that will not pass.