At Night When



Shadows grow long covering monotonous light of day

I walk timidly across the pasture carefully not looking

The deer in the eye or making any bold gestures

Which might impose myself on her grazing

As I am content to go on living in my heart

And want the deer to feed without disturbance from me

This is what I can give back to the landscape

As sky darkens and stars open the universe all the way to God

Night music begins; refrain of frogs, crickets, and clamoring of river

Water, how it falls, the dream I resist, where you don’t touch me

And you don’t speak but you take up all the space in the world.