Friday, May 8, 2009

Spirit Night Hours

As far back as memory goes now
I relished slipping into the night
crawling out of my bedroom window at first
to feel soft breezes and have time alone with
just the sky dotted with stars; clouds backlit
the wind coming in to rest in the trees
leaves applauding each other
in their resting dance, then spirit came
Wrapping me into her night coat
My dark hours precious space
to exist unencumbered
in the night

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