time
it is time
to close my eyes
embrace night’s sleeping
and night’s dreams
a melancholy shrouds her with her winter mists
where the moon awaits
that I might see her
through
the
clouds
it is time
to think about the day
that passed with gifts of joy
love’s gentle keeping
I’ve blessed a snowdrop on its way
a Bumble hummed
its way to spring
I heard the Wren
in a hedgerow sing…
it is time
to drift into the realm of dreams
a gladdened heart
I lose myself
to this night’s keeping
it is time
to
close
my
eyes…
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