Dream-shadows

As the silent stars approach, the dream-shadows hover
Ever near
Ever nearer.
Lurking like spectres in their charcoal robes,
They flit and slide
Waiting 
For slumber, sweet and heavy
To envelope me 
To give them open
To haunt my nights with fear and failure
With sorrow and loss. 
No bright sunny fields or happy streams 
No joyous greetings or heartfelt love will they bring me
No adventure burns with friendship strong
Only desolation 
And darkness
To fill my nights 
And chain my heart.