the sun has sunk through amber and rose colored clouds
as the day comes to an end, night comes alive
inky skies and pinpricks of light take the land
the hunters of the night awake
the land is theirs now, and they are kings  
gone are the small creatures frolicking through the fields,
now the wolf slinks through the grass
the owl opens his eyes
bats emerge and cicadas cry
Intoxicating peace, beautiful melody
broken! a sharp cry fills the air
end of one life to sustain another,
survival of the fittest
calm returns, turns
intoxicating peace prevails
night

To stand and breathe is heaven.
Smells mingle together,
cut grass and warm spring rain,
Honeysuckle and dogwood-

Green leaves open to the sky,
silently declaring that all is right with the world

As children race outside,
Fairies dance their springtime jig,
All rush to escape the clutches of a long winter

Birds chirp as they build a new home,
Ants begin their scavenger hunt anew,

Laughter fills the air as
All the earth cries in unison,
“All is well! All is well!”

and as the twilight approaches,
we add our chorus:  
Thank you God
for the blessing of this day.

At the Ocean
Fledgling gulls, we wander the land,
our first flights now at hand,
Sand soon to be a distant thought,

as wings take flight,
Hot sun ever nearer,
Mother never dearer,
than as she teaches us
Freedom comes with love of sea

Life drums through our wings,  
we will fly and touch the sky
and smell the drops that downward fall
soon the heavens will cry
their children are wayward, they begin to maul
the earth with waves and wind,
light-house unmanned, ships bend
rocks creating graves,

and as we seek refuge, we see that life moves on:
convex, concave,  
the earth finds shape,
we mirror the Sun as
a new day dawns.