Friday, November 30, 2012

midwinter morning

Quiet night, hushed sky
Frosted, full of fire
Everything feels
Starker
Somehow more true
With no echo to mute

I seem alone
Unsure and unknown
Wanting to hide
Can’t figure out why

Sound rushes, courses deep
Loud and jarring me
From dark blanket thoughts
Reminding, demanding
I am not alone

Want to scream
Run, fade into
Inky still night
With no questions
Or doubt

But still I stand
Beneath the weight
Of starlight
Unsure and bothered
By angel song

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