Belong

I stand still,
Bathed in the shimmering light,
Of the moon's patiently watchful gaze.
The gentle caress of darkness,
And the cool air of the night,
Fold around my skin,
Enveloping me.
The wind brushes past me,
Rustling my hair,
While the nearby brook speaks
Of the lullabies of the night.
Here, is the one place,
Where I might escape evil's touch.
Peaceful and calm,
I feel safe for once in my life.
I belong here,
Under night's cover.