The Breathing
In the stillness between waves
Ending their journeys
Across leagues of sea
With a single polishing
Of black beach pebbles,
Themselves offspring of
The elegant cliff rising high above,
Itself sculpted by ancient glaciers.
In that in-between
The Universe breathes.
Vowels evaporate, no longer
Linking consonants together,
An unboundaried softness
Cradling the assurance later chanted:
“As it was in the beginning, is now,
and shall be evermore.”
Welcome the Night
When your words become sharpened with
Fear spearing this way and that, the
World becomes mean, alarming.
When hope unravels,
No longer tethering you to
Confidence, you begin to
Stumble, the path gives away.
It is time to let the evening
Shadows wash you from toe to
Forehead, sponging away
The harsh details sculpting your profile.
Enter into the night, leaving
Hesitancy at the border.
Stop the urge to
Switch on a light;
It only prolongs the glare of
Exhausted assurances, depleted
By the day’s constant obligations.
Permit the deep darkness of the
Universe to hold you with its
Pledge that you are not
A statistical coincidence.
Invite your dreamer to step into your
Imagination, there to gather the
Ingredients of the day and begin
Concocting healing dramas foretelling
Your well-being.
Welcome the night enfolding you into
Its womb, there to be prepared for
Birth once again.
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