darkness

now it is dark.

turn out the light

of deep hour wakening.

the morning comes.

comfort of this shaded ease

enrapturing in the near dawn.

sweet warmth closes my eyes.

this darkness travelling around the world

beaming grace and rest

blowing cooler winds.

vast starred ocean faces

regard the spin of the earth

with great love.

the first bird is singing.

there is yet hours of meditation

on their way to be had.

I am thirsty for clean rain.

I feel dry and flying.

the drops of shining water

fall softly into my mouth

and rinses my tired eyes.

memory is a dream about lost ghosts,

the world awaits.