.


Only one street light shining

//

All the children have gone to bed

//

•

The drift

Of clouds

Of poetic images

Of strangers

Hiding in shadows

//

( we are so lovely

In our utter vulnerability  )

//

The far away hint of freedom

The sense of a lack of love

••

The emptiness

The subtlety of death

( Death by loneliness )

//

We are so undone

( fear has killed us )

••

The spirit

Some drifting image of love

""

Yes ! Yes !

It is seen

Yes ! Yes !

We are known