Sleepers Twilight
On wispy evening breeze
The call of the night bird echoes
Lonely is his cry
Within him lies solitary rebellion
Keeper of the night
He shifts within dreams
And Softly Speaks
Not without longing is it
His scream
As he drops towards valley floor,
Talons set on blood
Once belly
full
He returns to the tree
To speak of happier days
Spent dreaming
And friendly nights
Spent living
Come to me, Sweetness
And whisper your dreams
So that I may know of life
And learn to love
The living of it
September 2000
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