When Night Birds Take Morning Flight
I watched night birds take night time flight.
While breezes washed ashore
I walked the line where all three meet.
Sky within dark water,
waves of moonlight,
sparkling grains of sand
between each other’s sight
within their kisses
of the night …
I looked into the grounds of sweet good byes,
the thought of daylight in disguise,
my thoughts on morning’s rise, with
each new morning’s light;
the sky that touches deep within
the sound of inland seas.
I climbed back into bed and slept again.
With speckled stars above the nighttime breeze
with moonlight showing through the leaves
I’ll sleep ‘till morning light