12 November 2011

Snowless Night

there is a peace upon me
like the first night of snow
when even the light of a half moon might cast magic shadows
with a silence so loud that each moment without thought is a profound answer
where here, behind my eyes, is a sea flowing dark, drunken and mysterious
no frenetic pulses or narrowing in this soft new world
only the fire at my center burning brighter and hotter 

welcoming me home