The night comes in slow steps

Decreasing agitation.

In silence, every noise is distinct

And wild life appears.


The night comes in slow steps

Listen as the sun goes down

As the moon sneaks across the sky

A bird’s song repeats endlessly

As the stars rise

The grass is alive with ants

A plane traces a long line to infinity


To the subtle soothing darkness falling.

The bright carillons of the night

When my soul scarcely reaches yours.

© 2015