Night lingers endless,
Moonlight illuminates
The curtains of my room.
A single bird sings
Startling the silence,
Promising.
--Patrick Mizelle
First Walk With You
Long trees slender lean their distant heads upon the sky
Clouds gather there and breathe above the glade
Where you and I have lain upon the cool pine-leaf
Scattered turf, and look aloft, beyond, above our
Rain-damped place on earth.
Dark birds wheel and wandering turn
Their spiral roads; the morning breeze stirs
Long pines' leaves and sends soft scents below.
Dizzy is this time of waiting, silent turning
Strong hearts beating; Waiting, listening, silent seeing
Long trees pray their morning greeting.
--Amos Clifford
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