The starlit night.
Awash in the Moon's lonely light.
A Nightjar ***** her wings.
And calls out loud.
The vibration sings on waves of sound
That splash into the silent ground.
And in that song I found the essences of life unbound.
Within this newborn humility
I see.
The changing of the days in wondrous ways.
I watch the leaves turn green then brown
As the trees fold inwards to settle down
For the Winter's sleep.
I weep and long for longer days
Where evening stays just out of reach.
I wish that Nature would teach
Me more.