| The night issues a clarion call Clear as a bell- brazen and insistent Heard by senses deadened By the cares of the waking world Pulled out of sonambulance By feelings unexplained Yearned for connectivity The meaning vaporous Context fletting Disembodied longing Ah! The saccharine rush of dawn Clears away savory sleeping stupor No longer padding on little cat's paws Growling, growing-- explodes on the landscape of my eyelids And I finally breatrhe deep- freely... |