Leaving Sun

Leaving sun,
Hand holding sleeping son,
Gilding a dead day with peaceful dying.
Night caresses, undresses the civilised mind
As silence seals the sheep fold.

New morning,
Yawning and thoughts spawning decay.
Memories bleed your smiles, unheard sighs
Salve not the soft silence of absence.
Brilliance is defied by a curtain.

High noon,
Battered and badgered a dead mind.
This day, for you, the darkness I will share;
The thinking and unthinking linked in last love.
Tomorrow is sorrow's anchor.

Sinking sun,
Walking and talking with inner shadows
Choreographed by the legacy of unkissed departed.
Restarted life-sullied now, and unsure.
No cure for impure future.

Dew dark downs,
Cruel cold burns bones.
Sitting on Earth’s lap in hope for the sun,
No one comes, no one will come,
But I’ll see the Earth kiss the sun.

Numb weight,
As clouds wait on first glow,
Knows harmony with mind’s frightened void.
Then wisdom wells in a dawn chorus of joy.
And Mercy lights up a face.

Raised in rays
I see his face unburdened by bliss
And I kiss this rising son.