The fleeting comfort of her silence,
rocking his troubles to sleep
All noise has abated, the bats have gone out
—till dawn o’er the belfry to greet
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
Red Sky
Dawning of clarity,
light in the fog
direction a savior,
our way through the bog
It shines like a beacon,
sirens ignored
our compass replotting
—toward heavenly shores
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)